I couldn’t breathe,
My knees buckled as I walked out of your doorway
You hit me hard with your exquisite punch
I lay besotted and drunk on this feeling…
A discovery of my very own landscape, that I had thought flat and dormant.
Mountains and rivers appeared on the horizon, blazing sun, blinding with beauty.
All inside of me. A beginning of a lasting journey through my own veins.
Blood pumping. Warm.
Punch me down again, I want to fall…