Oh illusive being
January 8, 2012 Leave a comment
I melt when I see you. It’s like you bring warmth to me. And that thaws my frozen heart which was left all alone in Antarctica.
It is such a funny little thing when I think about it. So funny I’d prefer just dreaming about it. Heart beating to the jungle beat (now where did I hear that from?) and I get this illusive feeling that it shouldn’t be happening.
It’s like trying to reach for the reflection on the surface of the crystal clear creek, so flat and still, that dissipates when touched. So hard to grab it, and yet it makes me stronger. Oh illusive being, you send a surge of warm, loving aura to me; and I like it