It was as if the earth forgot her altogether,
Its hold on her released, loosened, surrendered.
She felt herself drift
beyond the weight of her skin,
And like two magnets pulled into orbit,
They collided,
fierce and unrestrained,
pulling her like a secret the universe could no longer keep.
Like two oceans crashing,
breaking,
waves upon waves,
Each touch a tidal force, a storm.
Her soul screamed,
as if it wanted her to burst,
to spill every secret sheâd hidden beneath her bones.
And her mouth, suddenly a desert in heat,
ached with a thirst only he seemed to know how to quiet,
as though his kiss held the rain sheâd been starving for,
the rivers she hadnât known she needed.
She felt her soul tear at the seams of her body,
yearning to escape, to meet his somewhere above,
while her fragile and trembling heart
seemed ready to shatter,
to break in a thousand pieces,
a mosaic of glass, scattered,
and whole only in his arms.
As if she was both water and flame,
she was clashing, igniting, fighting.
Her soul, pushing at the edges of her skin,
wanting to break free, to spill over,
to break open and lose herself.
He held her like something celestial, sacred,
as if she was carved from the same dust as the heavens,
as if heâd crossed galaxies just to find her.
She was held in ways
she never knew she could be held,
as if every fracture within her
was mended,
healed in this embrace.
And her soul spoke in silent tunes she had never heard,
whispers rising like prayer,
lifting her higher,
her heart spilling over,
a hymn only he could hear.
Each breath a promise against her skin,
she felt herself leaving all sheâd known,
feeling more alive than the blood in her veins.