Multiple names to as many emotions…
Is this prose or poetry..
Nobody knows..... Not even me.
It is what I feel...
When I miss you and feel you like a touch of the souls....
A craving that finds its way through words.
It fills the void between words and feelings...
Something that I don't realise I do...
Almost all the time, awake and sleeping alike.
The recognisable flutter of you in my heart...
Which ticks like a breath in and out...
Is something I yearn all the time.
Times have conjured to resonate this feeling to an eternal experience of my being....
You're something that I implore timelessly...
To widen the scope of my life experience.
Your figurative realms sometimes unsettle my soul...
Questioning my delinquency if any at all...
It isn't what I control, yet so evident of my helplessness in matters about thoughts of you.
Yours..... Bee 🐝
