Wrapped up.

Serene Calm,
wrapped in your warmth,
softly sinking into my skin,
into my flesh.
Golden rainbow moving through my mind,
liquid air that I breathe through my skin,
warm embrace from the inside out.

Opening deeper and deeper,
as you pull the scars out of me,
faint memories of a distant past,
a distant path,
left behind,
to be uncovered and released,
all these years later,
to be released now and here,
the path through time,
more so than
the path through space.

Here, over and over again,
a symphony without sound,
a painting without an image,
all so present it cannot be held,
all so far it cannot be let go,
it’s all and nothing, all at once,
hard as a rock and liquid in one,
clear as day, shrouded in darkness,
it’s all and nothing.

 

©steve sniukas