Bubbles are not always what we think they are

Existence

absoluteness

into perpetuity

with all the fundmentals

and a yearning to be free

the past lives kind of trapped me

those entities were there

pulling at my pyjama strings

and causing me despair

meeting you

my immortal friend

your profound depth

made me see

a tenaciousness

a cohesion

just how it ought to be

a skin like bubble enveloped

me

and took me to a place

translucent walls and ceilings

and then I saw your face

no other face has ever looked like your face

to my eyes

you are indeed so beautiful

and that’s about the size

of what draws me to your place

a velocity   a fragility

perhaps a transitory pace

you are  my opportunity

my psychological crutch

everything about you

makes me love you much

each day brings the day when

I wont see ever again

closer and this feeling

brings me so much pain

I cannot for the life of me

get my head around

the  thought that that is possible

in sorrow I am drowned

it does create a crisis

and leaves me with concern

no one has ever loved another

like me as one day you will learn

for at sahwein I will come back

to visit dear with you

I cannot face the moment

to not be with you and true

destiny predicts a soulful

reunion one day

I will search through every life

there has to be  way

I cannot live without you

to die would be a sin

the emptiness is everything

a molecule of skin

a vital spark

is viable

and I would be damned if I

closed my eyes for ever

and never saw the sky

buried in the cold earth

far away from you

scratching hard to free myself

what am I going to do

image less

that’s daunting

a reverie of sorts

ideas every which way

and a notion of deep thoughts