My vitality feels resuscitated with every breathe we share

two halves of a heart

you are the oxygen that pumps, vestibule, pair of consonance heartbeats

bounce off the walls.

we jump up and down hand in hand

your touch warms through and lights a fire inside and around

sound mind when your whisper incites a riot

the night is charged, god particles in the air.

our souls dance and twist tornadoes in the midst

chakra vortices align unwinding tension

like a dynamite infusion.

missing hand over my heart and at large

I pledge to your energy, please pull me to the finishing line

body paint at play

while we cherry in the heat

muse enveloped in your rythym,

at night—my light—pushes the dark to find it’s way;

and urges me to continue-

with a run on sentence of what I said I’d do...

(my shift-key highlights my "keynote")—making my keyword—outlined: type - bold.

and hidden presedence pushes pressure

By the goddess guiding my hands

often i find myself at a loss for words

empathy enters and evacuates thought
integrity fills my headspace

as my synaptic stars whirl

well oiled cogs shift the gears

she tosses me a ladder, taking me up a notch

liquid gold fills my flaws

molding my being

smoldering flames burn on a magic candle, as i gather myself to give thanks

aromatic aural glow.

on the face of the unseeing