I Have Fallen From This World

I have fallen in this night, slightly yes, I'll admit I've temporarily fallen away from the world.

I sit here tools in hand, picking apart my brain, sorting out my thoughts, arranging them neatly as a display of my heart.
Surely, this is a good deed of my full moon visitor.

I tend to find this realm in the event of change, which is also a partner of the moon and its works.
I tend to find this realm while passing through, searching for myself and for my future, as usual....
this is where I sometimes get stuck for a while, unable to clearly think my way out.
But not this time, because I am not alone, and the deadly forest of trickery will not deceive me.
There is a light on the other side that I can follow until I have fully passed through.

And from there, it is to higher ground. I will not be taken by the flood.
I will not be beaten down by the harshness of the mad, pouring rain.
I will softly sing myself to sleep, cradled in one of Mother Earths many fortresses, until the storm passes and the rainbow climbs across the sky, anouncing hope and a promise.
The birds again will sing a song of new life, as the wind whispers its secrets of the day.

How long have I been traveling these roads, sometimes I wonder?
It's so hard to hold a place in time, when I have been through so many places on the many of roads I have taken.
There are so many stories she has yet to hear.
What intrigues me presently, is how randomly I wandered on to this road and how surprisingly it so quickly stole my heart.
So far, it has been such a beautiful trip, seeming simple yet majestic in its hidden perfection.
But as it goes, every road has its bumps.
We'll ride it out.

In the dim light of one room among hundreds of seemingly non-existent others, we closed the door and blocked them out, and then we kissed.
Somehow, from hungry, questioning glances I found myself in a moment of frozen time.
In her kiss I was distracted long enough for her to steal my heart.
From that moment on, there hasn't been a minute that I have not craved the taste of her lips, the scent of her skin, the things she whispers with her eyes.

Time has seemed to become invisible and unknown to me, no longer the burden it once was.
Being lost in her is so much better than being lost in the world.
Although she also has her complications, with her at least I know what I am fighting for.
I couldn't stop myself from looking for something in her I assumed impossible to find, then there it was staring me in the eye.
An undeniable chemistry that left me breathless, left me speechless, that she could see me, she could practically read my mind.

And still it baffles me how the intensity of just a kiss could become so powerful that I'm often left feeling as though we had already made love; so real and so vivid I could play it over in my head, that which has not even taken place yet.
And my desire to please her every need and kiss every neglected inch of her body only grows stronger every day.
Just the thought of pleasing her satisfies me in ways I could never explain.
And I have fallen in that night, yes, I'll admit I've forever fallen away from the world.

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