Ode to the Cryptic
It is beautiful to me how
Thoughts of you fit into my shadowed spots,
Blending into me smoothly,
Rising and falling into and upon me like
Deep and calming breaths,
Held like a light in my chest,
Over flowing my heart and senses
With dehibilitating passions…
I can feel your energy shift the atmosphere
Of the room, soon after your entry.
Everything’s more serious and yet
I feel calm with you, safe.
Subtle cryptograms spoken on a whim
Does it mean anything my friend?
Or is it simple banter?
Moments weave into your laughter
I catch your soul shining, I witness
The sun coming up in your eyes, and I fall,
I Fall,
Never to be seen again.
I have never spoken a word to you
Though I may suspect you intuit quite well,
It’s an intimate dance of silence,
A message only so strongly held behind the eyes,
It’s the movements of your body
Rising and falling in silence,
Ebbing and flowing within the energy
Symbiosis without a word…
Held like a breath of the Holiest air
Capturing this essence in a spiritual capsule
To medicate my eternal soul.
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Submission Name: Ode To The Cryptic
