I am a magnificent bastard who has recently begun to love life truly, a beautiful soul yearning to make the world more passionate, a slightly egotistical somewhat foolish young Druid-in-training, a delightful person to be around if you suspend disbelief temporarily, a slightly unstable balancer, a lover and a fighter who fights for love with words. I'm generally pretty complicated, to be honest.
My love for you wells up from Within A feeling indescript A warmth rising from the heart A rush of oxytocin through the Veins Immediate and pressing Without urgency or smothering Felt from my legs to my Head And in every chakra the yoga-doers tell us of From the crown above my head To the root they speak of in awkward Puritanical tones Tones we do not need, my love, tones no one needs But never has that been more clear to me Than when I am with you And the warmth of our human bodies pressing Together Speaks truly of what is real Speaks truly of what is right And in those precious moments The dark gives way to light A light like moonlight, a light like fire A light like sun, a light of desire And the industrial-flourescent death called lovelessness Screams in a corner and satisfyingly dies Killed by intimate kindness.
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