DaniBird

 

In him I saw

I saw pieces of myself already present

And areas screaming for release

With him I smelt

The fresh mountain air,

The damp woods, and warm fresh bread.

Around him I felt

A thickness in the air

An energy so solid, yet fluid, I could reach out and grab hold

Put it in my mouth and drink it down

By him I felt a stirring

A deep part of my being

That has been hibernating

Hiding away from the cold and dark

Eager to make a re-entrance into the light

Near him I heard

The deep vibrations of his voice

Beautiful melodies and elaborate symphonies

My own heart beat and breath

Now escaping me, wanting to be curled up

Inside his chest

A push, a pull

Spinning and leaping

A choreographed dance waiting to be seen

The audience; the stars, the moon

And the darkness all around