You don’t understand my love.
You don’t understand the depths of its deep,
the flows of its flux.
Like rivers, like oceans,
terrifying bottomlessness –
Weightless heaviness
like stepping unexpectedly from the shallows.
You don’t understand my heart,
How its every beat creates rhythms
that know dance,
Yet there’s no dancing
When we touch,
Only chemistry
and electric calm.
You can’t fathom these expressions of
Passion
that arise in your proximity.
And sometimes I can’t either;
though so often I try.
Attempts muddy the waters between us,
Still we can’t get enough.
And I don’t think you realize that I’m yours…
Because you don’t understand my love.
Kayfucius 