I’ve felt excitement.
Yes, that smirk, that chuckle of glee.
Bubbling up inside the true, the authentic me.
It’s not that often or that now.
Yet some how when you smile, I laugh.
I’m free, you liberate the joy the intensity.
Sparks, flashes of humor.
I reflect a glance in your iniquity.
It’s what we have done.
It’s what we have begun.
Touching, manipulating implicating we.
It’s me alive in your autonomy.
Oh yes please, I’m sparkling
I’m immersed in this momentary effervescent now.
Excitement overcomes the stated.
The causal question of just how it occurred .
The magic, the love, the true joy of ….
Who we are.
Who we strive to become.
Who we grow to know.
The potential, ours is the ground to grow.
Excitement, truly exciting.
Liam August 2018
Amazing poem! I like it.
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