Jul 2020
Dear stranger,
When I saw you today my face lighted. Everything within my reach evaporated as your light shattered my space. Your soul was alive and it sung rhythmic melodies, bloomed roses, the undeniable and yet reachable bond. If crazy was the word, your world was bold. Yet we have met many couple times. Danced into the invisible dark as our bodies traced in the space that tickles as the clocks move. If I had the words, I would say are adorable with a soul that is palpable . If your heart would listen to mine they would synchronize, on every beat and every word. Your eyes are built of a heavenly notion. Here I am lost in time, found in space, blank in the most absolute absent present mode. Old songs are a familiar rhythm and even more, old souls are a mirror.
Yet yesterday the distance felt so far. It was a prolonged bridge of nonsensical recalls. A desire of the unreachable, a want that was insatiable and censored. If you knew that of late you pulsate my being, because when I see you my lungs ceases to collapse. All the word you said enclose me in your cave. I want you to see me as no one has seen me before. Reach to my hand and hide it in your pocket. Enliven these weighted moments encased in your anthem. We are lonely beings, wanting warmth, longing for a love, dying for each other touch. My lovely, when I look into the radiant stars I know it will shine. The day will become bright and the night will swallow the kaleidoscope luminescence.
Till the next.
J
When I saw you today my face lighted. Everything within my reach evaporated as your light shattered my space. Your soul was alive and it sung rhythmic melodies, bloomed roses, the undeniable and yet reachable bond. If crazy was the word, your world was bold. Yet we have met many couple times. Danced into the invisible dark as our bodies traced in the space that tickles as the clocks move. If I had the words, I would say are adorable with a soul that is palpable . If your heart would listen to mine they would synchronize, on every beat and every word. Your eyes are built of a heavenly notion. Here I am lost in time, found in space, blank in the most absolute absent present mode. Old songs are a familiar rhythm and even more, old souls are a mirror.
Yet yesterday the distance felt so far. It was a prolonged bridge of nonsensical recalls. A desire of the unreachable, a want that was insatiable and censored. If you knew that of late you pulsate my being, because when I see you my lungs ceases to collapse. All the word you said enclose me in your cave. I want you to see me as no one has seen me before. Reach to my hand and hide it in your pocket. Enliven these weighted moments encased in your anthem. We are lonely beings, wanting warmth, longing for a love, dying for each other touch. My lovely, when I look into the radiant stars I know it will shine. The day will become bright and the night will swallow the kaleidoscope luminescence.
Till the next.
J
