My mind is stirring with you again.
What does the mind know of love beyond chemical reactions? The mind speaks a language we spend our entire lives trying to understand. The mind is what complicates matters of the heart.
You are complicated for sure. A landless, uncertain love without a definitive timeline. Take my mind to where we belong next. I pray that it is with you now, it’s where I go anyways. If only to see your face and hear you say my name, I would go anywhere for you.
There are other times where my mind has settled and nearly lost sight of you, I have yet to decide if that feels like clarity or deceit.
Years will take you from me further, and I think I might grow to welcome that lack of familiarity.
What does the body know of love beyond days spent in bed or soaring through the skies? The body reveals what scars could never tell.
Yet mine holds more of our secrets than even I might be aware of.
My body is restless from the way my mind stirs with you,
and I am so desperate for sleep.
A Series of Observations 