to drink the ocean
i don't "do" love poems. but... here goes.
the first time that i saw you
was a sweet punch to the gut.
when you put your eyes on me
you put me under a spell.
we wove a thread between us
with each word we spoke.
peeled back another layer
oh, so many layers, love
an ocean of you
to swim in, to drink
curiously, greedily.
is that what hit me?
in that first moment?
a tsunami of Self? yours.
a bright wave that swept me away,
dazzled me.
flooded cloudy days with bright sunshine.
did i, in that moment
tell the future
did i know, by some instinct
that i was looking at another part of myself
like looking at the back of my own head?
was that why the sight of you was so devastating to me?
i could feel you in the room
like another limb.
i might have wondered
why other people were unaffected by the force of you
but you dazzled me like the sun
and i could see nothing else.
today, i think of that moment
and i think
would i still
drink the ocean
just to feel the warmth of the sunshine
and your arms around me?
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