buddha vishudha
sweet purple umbra
ajna penumbra helix ribbons
rise like feathers out of my face
I looked into our eyes today
I tried to smile when I was dripping with awe
and the corners of my mouth quivered 'til my jaw dropped
I sit and breathe deeply as I see our reflections
and the vertices of all our faces interlacing in intricate ways
I find myself breathing in their rhythm
I find myself telling my mother I love her
We cry jovial understanding into each other's eyes
I catapult myself up through
deoxyribonucleic staircases into
blossoming realms of emotion
There's no time! No words.
Everything is so familiarly alien
and entirely understandable.
I feel everything.
Dec 3, 2014
Dec 3, 2014 at 11:28 AM UTC
buddha vishudha
sweet purple umbra
ajna penumbra helix ribbons
rise like feathers out of my face
I looked into our eyes today
I tried to smile when I was dripping with awe
and the corners of my mouth quivered 'til my jaw dropped
I sit and breathe deeply as I see our reflections
and the vertices of all our faces interlacing in intricate ways
I find myself breathing in their rhythm
I find myself telling my mother I love her
We cry jovial understanding into each other's eyes
I catapult myself up through
deoxyribonucleic staircases into
blossoming realms of emotion
There's no time! No words.
Everything is so familiarly alien
and entirely understandable.
I feel everything.
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