I find myself wandering about
fading in and out of daydreams
snippets of things imagined, things unseen
things that haven’t happened yet, things between you and me
And I wonder for a split second could this be?
Could we both be falling
for the wrong thing…
Yet some time ago I couldn’t feel a thing
numb to the idea of my heart pulsating for anyone
then you stormed into my life
Water-falling me into complete submission
Cascading your presence into my daily consumption
You remind me that the moon knows when to shine and the sun surely rises
I wake to your face and its smiling
Is this a dream?
Cause sometimes it feels like I’m flying.
Even if only for a second
I have to finally accept that
You are permanently ingrained in my grey matter
my eyes flicker at the hope, at the sheer potential of
A reflection of myself fading deep within your iris.