Part 1 I can see outside of these eyes shapes.
Curves.
Structure.
That doesn't always feel like mine.
Though it is attached.
It's definitely familiar,
Smooth to touch with some age and tenderness.
A complexity of design,
Really.
If you think of science and education.
And there are practical applications such as my feet.
Or this seat.
Or where my legs meet the plane of existence.
Where we all will finally rest.
And in this way,
I am so momentarily a wonderment.
Part two.
It's presumptuous that someone I just met would be my forever person.
That's a lot to put on you.
I'm sorry.
What I should have said is,
I find you beautiful.
Can I kiss you?
Because something I cannot put my finger on.
I'd like to intimately take in.
There is something here that fills the deepest,
Most unfulfilled crevices that have been starving for your personal brand of beauty.
I just got lost in my head and our cosmic unity.
Anyway.
My depth of feeling is bottomless.
And you just want to live your life.
I'm sure.
I guess for a moment.
I thought.
Magic.
Was real.
Part three.
You know what's real to me?
All of it.
End.
None of it.
Impermanence.
