You Are, Part 3

the difference. poof. and there. you are. and then. it happened. you're forceful. light. my force to write. a muse. but never forced me. to write. and "true" doesn't feel right. I write anyway. you're painful. I'm right. but rush away. the difference. and the distances. wrong. all wrong. purples. greens. blues. I'm very much apart of you. a part of you. I must part from you. bliss ruins all of me. your bliss. tastes sweet. i wonder if your embrace feels like Mahogany. if your eye gaze meeting mine feels like a symphony. tasting lilac, teal, and lime. move me. you are. poof. we could be. so in love. like morning doves. like red roses. with the sensations. the sincerity. my insecurities. your secrets. our vunerability. just pour into me. move me. I'm blossoming. blues, purples, greens. I won't live to learn to love you. in any other way that could last - than this. just five steps beyond here exists. you're surreal. so real. it all exists. and i feel. fulfilled. yes, a love. a desperation that paints purples. blues and greens. you carve out my smile. my river of well-being. move me. be. tall green trees. pieces of me. and blue skies. surrounded. and purple flowers. the differences. the distance. move me. you are. sublime. and scenic. and poof. I'm free. invincible. and delicate. intrigued. and invited. yet disguised. a love so deep. you are. me. poof. the difference. and there you are. no distance. we are happening all over again. but you are. oh, you are.