#heartmetaphors
Let me usher you as my guide; waiting till love
finally gets me in the net — so when I say,
“I truly fell in love,” I really fell into that net.
I was caught by your eye that caught a glimpse of me,
and somehow we connected so well — the right Wi-Fi
speed for our feelings, a broad _inter-net,_ where our
hearts log on and we land low together, side by side.
I admit, my feelings have been on flight mode for most
of the time; an injured bird only reminiscing how high
it used to soar. I swore by pictures of you pinned to my
wall, that I’d frame every bright part of you in my mind.
To laugh and banter in good feelings of euphoria;
your touch feels a little too euphoric for my introverted
nature — I have extrovert visions of a divine love,
and that terrifies me… when the goal you hope
to reach for still has the power to leave you.
In their own shared space and privacy —
two lovers’ bodies learn the touch of each other,
to breathe upon each other and with each other;
her inhale becoming his exhale… two shall climb
the mountain of love, to its summit, in the soft
burst of passion’s peak.
But surely for me,
I first need to brave climbing up my hills.
Dec 5, 2025
Dec 5, 2025 at 4:40 AM UTC