Originally Written January 26, 2009
Never from a distance could I feel a slight moment or an instance of longing for all the things that remain constant when you are present. But when your absence is absent and your physical being is in my peripherals I seem to lose sight of all the scenery. My conscious becomes void and the intelligence from my endocrine kicks in. Now, I can’t say that you have my heart but you definitely have portion of my cerebral cortex dedicated to you. Designed, colored, and with a label like one of those anatomy and physiology diagrams. Yeah, that sounds right. The anatomy I haphazardly seemed to stumble upon innocently, an increasingly interesting subject that is at much relevance to me. Ideally, I was supposed to ignore it but my physiology is just as hard headed as you are.
And obviously our hands are too.
It was an accident how we caught each other while laughing jokingly at a play list, but never mind the descript of this, just remember our kiss. The heavy feeling in the middle of your chest from no rest just silent conversation. Communicating by means of which words no longer have significant meaning; that through this only true feelings can be expressed. Without detest, the stress of tension is released by the decrease of space between you and I.
There exist no such thing as personal space I guess...
There is no doubt that if I am positive and you are negative then there exist some calculated calculus formula that looks like German on paper however that’s too hard so we always just KISS (keep it simple stupid). See, I know for a minute your mind may have gone south but there exist no STD testing or no mouth to mouth but what exists is an attraction that is so much more than physical, more than visual but subliminal.
Yeah...subliminal...I believe the word fits perfectly.
©Lyrically Poetic
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