You make me feel alive
Like the first bloom of spring
You make me feel warm
Like the first cup of coffee in the morning
You have enriched me in ways I never knew
You have taken my entire soul with you
Breathing life into my lungs
Intimacy like I've never experienced before
I am not who I once was
I am new and revitalized
Full of life and joy and whimsy
Unafraid to exist and be free
You and I feel infinite and finite all at once
We live for who we are now
Whether or not you and I are forever
We are alive together right now
YOU ARE READING
poetry of the confused soul
PoetryJust stuff I write when I'm feeling stuff. Inconsistent and messy. For some background, this stuff varies from early teens all the way to present-day, in my 20s.
