Chapter 2:
Then one day I found myself so deep in you. This feeling had surrounded me; covering me from head to toes. All I could feel is you. Suddenly words from the heart weren’t good enough. It had to be deeper then that. With courage being that last bit of strength I had, I bared my soul to her. I felt so naked then. But yet I was comfortable doing so. And she felt the same when she exposed herself to me. We saw each other for who we really are. We were like Adam and Eve on this spiritual level. And we even had our own language. We spoke to each other in this addictive poetic language called…
Poecstasy
That feeling I get,
When you’re next to me.
Pure ecstasy,
Mixed with heated emotions.
As given by notion, by your body motion.
As I look into your eyes…
As I begin to open you up…
I go in deep…
Going Deeper… And deeper.
With pulses racing,
Going faster… And faster.
I began to follow your curves.
Embracing you up and down,
Within rhythmic ritual.
Learning from your contours,
To that perfect roundness.
Wanting to feel that softness…
To just touch you.
With breathing changing,
Feelings remaining intense,
My every sense heightened.
Slightly frightened,
But feeling excited.
Cause it’s more than feelings,
More than a moment
It’s a beginning.
Entering poetic ecstasy…
That silent moment when soul speaks to soul.
All questions of love are answered.
In a glance…In a feeling of…
Poecstasy.
I was no longer falling. I was flying. With her I could see everything. I’ve kissed the sky, touched the stars, and gone further then ever before. I was in heaven. Everything was new again. So I had to relearn everything. I had to develop a new understanding. And my heart had to learn a new way to love. When her soul opened up my heart, and my heart opened up my mind. I started to learn beyond my comprehension.
I had so many questions with my newfound knowledge. I had to know what I was feeling and who I was at this point. I was different. I was no longer my former self; that, in fact, I had died. I committed suicide the moment I admitted to being in love.
And now I was reborn. Like the phoenix, I dove into this fire of passion in hopes she would pull me out. But why did she? I soon found out that sometimes you shouldn’t ask questions. That like, when looking for you, some answers just find themselves. Till then you just have to believe. So since love comes with no easy answers, I had to believe in you.