Step One

 A timeline shifted the moment I saw you for the first time,

I can't quite explain it, but I can try.

It's like the Matrix faded, now, layers of complex beauty being exposed underneath.

Every moment since then has led to catalyst after catalyst-

This journey slowly unfolding before my eyes.

My world has slowed down.

Moments becoming longer so that I can fully digest them-

Each one, more tantalizing than the last.

I breathe you in and explore the ever intricate mosaic that is your soul.

Each piece delicately placed with purpose and poise.

When I am not with you, I long for your embrace, the warmth of your energy. 

Please save it up for me, so I can submerge myself in it the instant I'm with you again.

I scan pages written by dead poets to identify this feeling, and while some come close, I'm convinced not one has truly experienced that of which I feel. 

It's more electric than lightening striking sand-

More deadly than a typhoon-

More dainty than a newly sprouted sunflower-

It gets me higher than any drug, and feels better than any lust-

It grounds me more than settled dust.

An adventure that I must,

Embark on.

I simply need to see how deep this river runs,

Experience the warmth of the summer sun,

See how far I can take it,

All while having fun.

And,

Here we are,

At step one.