Cosmos.

In your arms I am,

Within a cosmos,

Horizons unfolding,

Infinite folds at a time.

Glances exchanged,

Trilling of heart beats,

Quivering smiles,

Of unspoken dreams.

I utter an opener,

To a torrent of words,

They are made clear,

By the silenced air,

And you,

Listening to them.

An explosion of emotions,

Unreal and ferocious,

Heart over mind,

Control, I lose.

I thought I knew myself,

Yet selves perhaps change,

Intertwined by eyes,

Glazed in browns,

Glistening with the inscrutable.

And I love you,

Though I cannot speak,

I attempt to show,

Hidden philosophies,

Of unforgotten dreams.

Long ago,

Heaves stoned my chest,

Rest was a quest,

Unresolved,

Buried ‘neath tunnels of

Sorrow.

You see it in my eyes,

The complexion of my skin,

The puzzles of my flaws,

Treasures you possess.

An open book I am,

You read only the title,

Impatient you are,

For I haven’t written it yet.

But there are forces above,

Writing what I do not know,

So I sit next to you,

In silence,

Reading the space,

In our cosmos.

- inspired by stories said by the beautiful H.H.