Reflecting

not the ones we think we are
we're not the ones we see
reflected in perception
through electricity

from light beams on nerve endings
to nanoscopic sparks
stimulating memories
powered by the heart -

emotional upwellings
arise and then they fall
while passionately heeding
every time they call

tidal inspirations
relentless streams of thought
somewhere inside always
the ecstasy we've sought -

somewhere inside also
a secret place to be
when not the ones we think we are
this is the place to flee

reflections in perception
through electricity
when light beams on nerve endings
fall on you and me