Whirl

whirl

A poem

And there you are,

you touch me, lightly,

the essence of poetry,

I fall into thrills,

obliteration of the physical laws

[Do you feel my heart?

Sensations,

each fibre,

the darkest hour is not real,

you distil my soul,

I can melt into your lips

[It quickens

There is no distance,

the whole universe is enclosed in us,

it is disclosing for us,

and it all comes together

into you.