To the sensitive souls

My body tingles

As if I have millions of electric sockets

Being activated at once

To feel deeply is a gift

The Hallmark to who I came here to be

Without the loud spotlight

Or the hollow masks

That appear when I walk down the street

Every sensation is a language

Connected to the cosmos

It's a way to navigate the world

When numbness becomes too common

And the screams turn silent

Coherence is the heart

For the soul cannot lead

When the heart is ignored

And abandoned to starve in the dark

The body is the map,

Every breath a musical note

Not heard by the human ears

But it's a piece of the symphony

The universe loves to listen to

Eternally

I feel my heart rise to a crescendo

I feel my heart rise to a crescendo

A sound that matches

The echo of an angel's falsetto

Flowing like silk from its throat

You catch me as my breathing

Tries to return to normal

But my heart has not stopped

Responding to the song we make

When no barriers exist

Your affection is the dream

Your affection is the dream

That I never want to end

Reciprocity used to live in the clouds

Untouchable

Like a dragon protected by the Gods

But here you are in front of me,

Your heartbeat fills the silence

As I fight to control the fire

Spreading rapidly in my abdomen

I wasn't drawn to the competition

Or the feeling of claiming someone

Yet I desired to become yours

And I wanted you to become mine

In ways that solidify my imagination

A mutual responsibility

As two souls forming their own universe

I found the stream of gold that burns

The reservoir breaks open

Revealing a stream of gold that burns

I surrendered to the collapse

I surrendered to the safety net that I found myself clinging to afraid to see what lives under the depths of the ocean

I thought that I was stepping into the spotlight

With every aspect of my soul

Glowing like thousands of lightning bugs in the night

But I let the ego pull me along

Limiting myself to the space

Where the chains could reach

Not knowing about the flickering flame

Carrying the desire of liberation

It's supposed to be messy,

Because it's deeply rooted inside me

Like a plant that never budges

Even when a drought comes

I thought being in the fog was safe

But I couldn't see the burning flame

That quietly whispered to me

Your darkness is the medicine

The rainbow that holds colors

The people that surround me

Unconsciously try to cage my existence

As if their world was the only one

But through the path of candles,

I feel what it feels to finally find someone

That doesn't pry into my life like peeling the skin off a dead fish

In fact,

They are the mirror

That shows me what it looks like to be the rainbow,

The rainbow that holds colors,

And acknowledges that every color is an aspect of itself