One.... two... three.
in constant increments, we began
the fire that merged two worlds together.
"Analysis check" was the phrase
I evoked in constant scrutiny
of these raging magma in my veins.
Our meeting was a constellation
of fireflies in space.
in which we drowned subconsciously,
but somehow evolved into amphibians.
that could adapt to these changes terraforming
our minds into colonies of insanity.
Your eyes is the gate to a world
simple and beautiful.
Sometimes I question the nature of my reality
in your absence.
because reality is when I’m with you.
Your hands is the highway to all things
tender and poignant.
Sometimes I get sick when I’m not with you.
because your touch makes me blue.
I won't try to fight these soldiers of affections
assembled in my mind for a war of wit and guts
because they will surely prevail.
Instead I will lead them on a course to victory
in mind, body, spirit and soul.
Because I think I've found that missing part
that makes me whole.
- Danny El
in constant increments, we began
the fire that merged two worlds together.
"Analysis check" was the phrase
I evoked in constant scrutiny
of these raging magma in my veins.
Our meeting was a constellation
of fireflies in space.
in which we drowned subconsciously,
but somehow evolved into amphibians.
that could adapt to these changes terraforming
our minds into colonies of insanity.
Your eyes is the gate to a world
simple and beautiful.
Sometimes I question the nature of my reality
in your absence.
because reality is when I’m with you.
Your hands is the highway to all things
tender and poignant.
Sometimes I get sick when I’m not with you.
because your touch makes me blue.
I won't try to fight these soldiers of affections
assembled in my mind for a war of wit and guts
because they will surely prevail.
Instead I will lead them on a course to victory
in mind, body, spirit and soul.
Because I think I've found that missing part
that makes me whole.
- Danny El
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