Intimate, Unhinged, Beautiful & Warm
23 years have passed, and yet, I've never spoken to you directly Never once have I vocalized my fears, wishes, beliefs Intimate and unhinged Not a single muttering without the constraints of words in a language I barely understand Syllables combined and transcribed long before my mind can even fathom human existence 23 years have passed and I've never spoken with you directly Yet I've seen and felt you in far more than 23 moments, 23 cities, 23 people Beautiful and warm It's in both the most expected, and unexpected, of places and times that you wait to be found… Melodious calls to prayer for those who believe in a different version of you Ebbs and flows which slow my heart rate and mediate hurried breathes Houses of worship where I find myself looking for the rush of tenderness For the divinity which nearly engulfs me in a hug Smiles which seem to extend for millennia Sunsets which are just a bit too surreal Mountains which shr...