exegesis

The challenge is to balance and embody the truth that you trigger to appear and be revealed to me, in me, with the self I am used to embodying.

You change and twist all definitions of all logical concerns and stimulus with a radical simplicity of an existential quantifier.

You make my attention convert to the euphoric plane of the cordial field that you generate.
And I gaze at you levitated, cognisant of our energetically dynastic catalepsy.
Captivated by the tantalizing enlightening interpretation of known and unrecognizable senses.
In this soul nudity I'm giving you my everything
knowing that part of it is immortal
knowing that we are connected multidimentionally
beyond this temporary human experience
which is even more than I have ever expected
from the moment our physical closeness became insuperable and all distances were set to zero.

I have no better exegesis than this.
The spiral in your eyesight leads to the abyss of my very soul.
An esprit de corps characterizes this shift and run
through the infinite frames of the Infinite intelligence.

I give the power of creativity to my thoughts
to distort this reality
to an imagined landscape of ancient Indian prose
that is urging me to an indefinable need to be sentient of your skin's planetary daze.