I've never been touched like this before
It feels of adjectives on my skin
And whispers on my paper
It feels of letters spelled into my palm
And kisses along the sleeve of my notebook
How do you arouse these feelings
How do I never want to miss a word
How do you magiaclly conjure my soul
Fill my fingertips and ears with inspiration
I'm ready to open my eyes
Open my body
Open my heart
(10-19-08) 2 a.m.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Reads like the blooming of a flower