As you came into my view, I could see…
There was something missing internally.
A void was preventing me to be free,
And was plaguing me, since eternity.
But with your presence, I suddenly knew,
All along, my insides have felt askew.
It’s keeping me down; it’s painting me blue.
But now the color is displaced by you…
Displaced by you–my gaps vanish in whole,
Displaced by you–integrated my soul,
Deep–into every last wrinkle and fold,
We’re integrated–together we’re rolled.
And as you’ve become ingrained in my veins,
There’s no pause to the pattern or plane,
We sit flush, joining as if we’re the same,
This feels familiar--there might be a name.
But how to define something of the sorts,
Existing naturally, without a source,
But now apparent, an obvious force
As it all made sense–I uttered...
“of course.”
