Whenever I do this thought experiment after looking at this causal inference from the look of your eyes and then close mine my breathing changes and I feel the sensation of a beating heart even in the palm of my hands, those you had touched when we had met Can someone seriously feel these sensations? my mind questions all of this and I have to nod, in affirmative and I decipher that evasive philosophies, all the clutter that reason and logic define is subservient to my raw instinct which has nothing in it but you and your different emotions, forms, and surrealism can I love you in parts? shall I start with eyes, gorgeous laughter or that perpetual curiosity, that energizes a broken heart? or that warmth, which for no reason limits my choice of verse? when I imagine you I enter the space of your innocence and in the background somewhere I hear soothing piano notes, as I hold you close and shelte...
verses and conflicts of the soul