Loose reactions

Uncertainty in me must be tripping, am i seeing clearly or age has just caught up with me, it looks like heaven guards left the gates unattended, God creativity in display... Wait! This intensive flirttery here will grow me grey hair early than expected, just can't utilize the looseness in my reactions, like a baby tongue on lollipop, i'm licking everywhere in this feeling, from smile to posture... I'm in rotating motion, with every side in me tilted way out of its ordinary. I'm caught between wowing and choking, both reactions in me, battling, stampeding the little boy in me, if this how manhood feels like, then i wanna hold on to this moment... Feeling the gists of this predicament overwhelming my past years of expecting and hoping but never of this much intake. Here i'm floating trying to keep my head above this reality suffocation... Burnt bridges and ruins, without track and armour, all byself are my thoughts, desserted by my voice and words, there's no sense in my whole, this here, has consumed all, from focus to moral, i'm without, a way nor say, this is far, way far and beyond. Can anyone lend me a ear, a hand or voice, at least a gesture to represent the pulse in my veins, at least something than nothing #Poetic_Ink