It came to me like in a dream
It woke me gently with a whisper
A soft spoken slur of words-
Something is different about you
Your walk has a groove
And your thoughts are riotously joyful
What is it?
It’s like you’re infected or something
It’s like something has changed within you
Your internal chemistry is-
More aligned. More defined.
It’s like every move you make is a celebratory dance.
It’s like all of your poetry has a certain tinge of romance.
It’s like your puppy dog eyes are gone, and this is a deeper kind of love.
Everything you eat tastes better and everything you dream seems realer
And everything you read reminds you of a person and a place
And one face.
And you’re on the face of the earth, but the surface of the moon when it’s you two.
When it’s you, too.
You gaze at the sky in a different way
You think maybe God didn’t create a perfect world
Maybe he left it incomplete so you could fill it
Maybe he etched the lands and left a crater the size of two bodies.
So you could fit just right.
Nothing will ever be ordinary again
It’s a strange feeling being so high up in the universe
But it’s something more satisfying than certainty