Sparks

Sparks

The thing is, I know
What it’s like

To be exquisitely aware
Of someone’s presence
Next to you
To have every fiber of your being
Suffer awakening
Reverberate through
Like a silent thrum
That strums your nerves
So that every cell
Comes alive
Consumed by static
That sparks electric
Over the few inches
That divide
What feels like miles of space
Between the two
I know what it’s like

Do you?

©CM
07.03.2015

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3 thoughts on “Sparks

  1. Virginia says:

    Oh yea…

    I love the images and feelings you provoke with your superb talent 🙂

    Like

  2. Madsies says:

    Deep.

    Like

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