I close my eye lids,
I couldn’t find sleep even if I tried chasing it.
My veins, my body, my world is encapsulated with a passionate love,
unquenched by romance and kisses,
but instead ignited by indescribable beauty that is lost at the tip of my tongue.
I am pacing swiftly,
watching my feet move on their own accord,
my heart beats wildly,
cautiously heightening my awareness,
and I am enraptured by Your songs!
By the glorious movement of dance,
by the desperate stroke of a paintbrush.
How could I rest,
when the world is so beautiful,
when it longs to greet me around every corner?
Let me escape the clutches of slumber so that I can chase after the coat tales of a song ravishing my heart.
Your passion makes me feel so alive that I can transcend the dull mediocrity of the world.
Your aesthetic touch is like a drug to my veins and I can’t get enough.
I know that I must eventually,
to my dismay,
come down from this high,
but for this moment,
let me suck the marrow out of life.