Like  an unyielding wave of  emotion and ecstasy,
mysterious perplexity,
left breathlessly astonished by this sensation of  unidentified bliss.
Dumbfounded and taken aback
there isn't a crack
in this wall of love that emerges from a light,
this is not a feeling I would ever fight
fueling these intense impulses and mind boggling feelings
each layer of this flower petal is peeling
It is concrete, this love
a stone set certainty aimed for the stars,
blood pumping wind gusts and fast paced cars.
This  inexplicable sureness floats in the streams of twisting dreams
dancing in my head
painting each wall red.
intuition at it's finest, for there is no mistake
every corner of this world would quake
if what I'm saying did not deem true.
It is concrete, this love
nor a fantasy or an illusion, I will never be freed of,
*this concrete love.