The thoughts I carry of you,
into my space,
unbind me,
make me free-floating,
with weightlessness;
I anchor myself,
to this poetry,
of our beating hearts;
And let go,
as you softly beckon me,
with your gravity;
I am consumed,
body and soul,
by everything you are;
Patterns on surfaces,
designs and traces,
hands and faces,
zoom past,
and I am lost,
for all of eternity.
You make me feel,
this world is nothing;
You are the sun,
and I am burning,
turning my fires to ashes.

© soulreserve 2015

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