places I’d never think I’d see
wide, open, glimpses of other’s lives
carried now within my soul
and my heart feels like it will burst open with gratitude
I yearn for you to open me
I want to share it with you
while it incubates for the rest of the world
like a painter obsessed with a canvas
and an actor in character
this adventure is far beyond my wildest dreams
paradigms inversed, split open
like atoms reproducing,
my life falling into the universe as its entirety falls into mine
and I want to to crawl into your warm arms
at the end of the day
and know that I’m still alive
still human even though I feel more human that I’ve ever felt
want to lie with you and just feel the simple things
the things that don’t need words to be explained
the rise and fall of your breath in your chest
the rustle of leaves
the pitter patter of rain
the feeling on your warmth
the scent of your face
how I love to run my nose against the creases and breath you in
the feel of your eyelids on my lips
all real, without being more profound than they need to be
in all of those
the entire universe is simply contained
and I can be simply human
and my heart can breath
without almost bursting open from the parallel universe of art that is inundating my spirit
and then maybe
in the darkness I can quietly whisper glimpses of this parallel world
as if whispers will minimize the size of the art
as if whispers will minimize the impact on my life
as if letting you in on my secrets lifts the weight of it all
simultaneously letting you in
so we may climb the new heights
together
instead of me standing there filled, and wearing with the raw nakedness of others
holding your hand, keeps me grounded
while everything else expands