When I Am With You Poem by Thomas Vaughan Jones

It isn't that my heart seems so much lighter;
Nor does a songbird flute a different trill.
There is no reason why the world is brighter;
No lonely place is here for me to fill.
So why do senses dance in desperation?
What is this stirring that I feel inside,
a sense of gain, a joyous jubilation;
An ecstasy I can no longer hide.
Could it just be a chemical attraction?
Electrons in the heart of cyberspace.
A trick of light; an optical refraction
that paints the smile transfiguring your face.
We have no substance in this time or season.
Mere molecules within a master plan;
But stronger yet than any valid reason;
You are a woman…. I am just a man.