Your eyes sometimes look like this and I get lost in them.
Floating aimlessly and “directionlessly”, wish I could stay here, or there
amidst the stars and the nebulae… I should be able to tell you why or how I feel but words freeze where there’s dis-ease and I’m just sick of not being able to tell you, long sigh..
So I stare and get lost, no panic, as you hold me close. I’m nowhere yet everywhere you are. Find me there.
Beautiful. That is the perfect image conjured by your words.
Thank you, you inspired me to write today.