Of You

What if I could be your mystic
Falling into ecstasy
Only a tiny atom but also
A giant in your heart would be
Like a drop in the bucket
A romantic sacred fossil
Contemplating the scent
Of baked cinnamon in the air
Drifting from the kitchen
An ancient heir
As you are
Loitering about my everything
Though my heart is racing
There is no running from you
Members of one body
You and I to fantasize
Imaginations artifacts
A lack of loneliness
Spills out onto the floor
Before us both
Flames of unborn love
Restituted in our shrine
What even would we taste like
If both of us were wine
Fifty percent you
Fifty percent me
Half and half
Of ecstasy
What is it like
To be the other part
Of you

© GÄ

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Geino Äotsch

An artist & spiritual lover. Author of poeticword.com & tHEtERRYtREE.com - Tea Maker & Owner of goldenlungtea.com - Hair & Music at Geinos.com