Monday, October 5, 2009

lost in the sensation

the bittersweetness that exudes me
as sure as his being that touches every part me
absorbing every word
as I have so many times before
I offer you this, my darling,
as a weak recount of my overwheming feelings
a calculated path
each step examining the last
and oh how it aches
I turn the page over
and wait
your entrance
your smile
the sensitivity is so real,
so incredibly apparent
that I find myself lost
drinking each feeling
thats drummed into my soul
the line has been drawn
and I no longer have control
so lost in the sensation
two opposites
but somehow
wholly connected
and so its understood now
the way it will be
and we havent even begun