Far, yet so near
Sometimes circling back to the same point.
They can be weird,
They can be disastrous,
They can be safe,
They can be kind.
But boundaries so absolutely necessary,
Are the quiet lines we draw
To keep our hearts intact,
To love without losing ourselves,
To stay open,
Without bleeding everywhere.
Darling, love who loves you back.
Care for who returns the care.
That waiting room is long,
and no one there is amused.
Don’t let others wander
into your tiny head.
Stop making choices
that place other people
before you.
You slid into the DMs
Before sliding into me
Words warm as a late-night glow,
Promise humming between the lines.
I cannot forget that kiss,
That touch so serene,
The way time leaned closer
Just to listen to our breath.
Well, this is new!
You give me butterflies.
Why can't I stop thinking about you?
Did you cast a real spell?
You did say, you could do magic
With your hands.
Butterflies, they say, are the most
Beautiful creatures!
Does that make me more attractive to you?
My heart paces and I am out of breath,
Every time I see you,
Or I feel you.
Is it me or is it you?
Do you feel the butterflies too?
Makes me wonder, how long will this spell last?
Is it already in the past?
What if it's more than just a moment's trance?
What if we're caught in a timeless dance?
Each glance we share, a spark, a flame,
Will we be the same, or is this just a game.
Maybe this spell isn't meant to break,
But to grow, to learn, to awake.
And whether it's magic, or simply not true
I know, right now, I’m enchanted by you.
With birds feeding on the newly sown seeds, And squirrels hopping around to find nuts, I dance away in my mind, ...
