I feel you so close to me, penetrating into my five senses, into my visual field, contrasting my point of view and making me think that I'm hallucinating, seeing your contour everywhere I go.
I feel you in the vibes of my ears leaving fingerprints in my tambourines, printing your voice into my neurons, like little whispers which I hear them so clearly like a thought in the wind that dance trough the conifer trees of this wisdom forests.
I feel you under my skin stealing my touch and tackling my entire spine with your velvet hips, taking roots across all the surface of my epidermis and drawing, with the ink of your skinny fingers, dreams and desires, as if my skin was a prehistoric cave.
I feel you in my flavor mixing with my saliva, making me addicted to the orchard essence that you have in your lips, like an elixir ready to envelop me in his spell, clutching my tongue with your venom.
I feel you even into my two atriums, into my two ventricles, pumping my feelings like sediments through rivers on fire coming from tall mountains and storing them into my heart who's prefaced into a crumpled paper
I feel you... I feel you so close to me maybe inside of me. but, when it comes the time expressing yourself, I find it too hard to unleash you into the outer world,