Ετικέτα: COnnection

Touch

He exists in the paradox of touch,
A hunger deep and vast,
For every contact, a substantial shift,
Stars realigning in the aftermath of his might.

He is the child of the sun, burnt by its caress,
Every touch imprints on him, a bittersweet distress.
He weeps not for the pain, but for the beauty lost in the blaze,
A reminder of his curse, in the sun’s vindictive gaze.

Defined by touch, he remembers each one,
A catalogue of sensations, never undone.
He loathes it, this craving that consumes his core,
A tempest of longing for something more.

He is a galaxy spiraling apart,
Fragments of self, seeking a start.
Touch is the gravity that binds him whole,
A collision of stars, a merging of all.

The mere tracing of a collarbone,
Can dissolve his ego.
In this act, he finds release,
A moment of peace, in the destruction, a cease.

Be it the river, the kiss of snow,
Or the grasp of rain—all touches he will know.
For any contact he yearns,
In any touch, a universe turns.

So he wanders, a contradiction of need and fear,
A being of contact, drawing ever near.
To the core of all his strife,
For touch is the pain, the love, the life.

Aligned

That night in the car,
on our first date,
I knew the life I’d have with you.

I could not see it, think or spell it,
But know, that I felt it.

The road unwound beneath us, a ribbon through the dark,
And time itself seemed to pause, aligning with our spark.

The city lights, a distant blur,
our world, right here, confined,
To the dreams we’d yet to find.

We spoke of trivial things at first,
But even then, I felt the pull,
For in your voice, there was a tune,
that called to my own spirit.

The future was a mystery unclaimed,
But on that night, within your smile,
my heart was truly named.

We’ve traveled far from that first night,
through trials, tears, and laughter,
Yet, that moment in the car,
foretells the ever after.

For though I could not see it,
think it, or predict it,
That night, beneath the stars,
our lives were interdicted.

Here’s to all the unseen roads, whatever we come through,
And to the night it all began when I found home in you.