Sunday, January 30, 2011

for it has stayed in me as an epithet //

I still haven't caught my breath.

With closed or bright eyes, I danced inside his words, inside the realm of his songs, subsumed completely by his music and by the joyous, chaotic recognition of my heart. 
I want to feel this forever without end, this needing inhalation of beauty and the death-defying truths of shared experience. This passion, this wonder, this devastation, this delight. 
I crave everything in the world and beyond, into the unchartered territories of imagination, so close, so tangible and yet so invisible to me now like the air around my body. And o, how my yearning reaches through the windows and doors he threw open before me the night before last!

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