So clearly i see it now... the rhythmic beat of your heart to mine... blood pulsing through your veins carrying with it emotions love, happiness, desire all from a mere touch of my hand
"The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched. They must be felt with the heart. ~Helen Keller""
It's the truth though beauty is merely a visual imagery playing upon the simplicities of the human mind
yet when it's whittled down to it you... are not beautiful You're the pure embodiment of beauty everything you are is jubilantly harmonious desireable... unattainable... to anyone who isn't in my position a position of weakness and trust where anything they do is determined by you with the heart set on your happiness...
you've made me want to let everything i know as true just fade to grey and become part of the background...* ..........................................................................
well this is my first poem of any sort in like 14 months sooooooo thoughts comments appreciated