i am hyper-sensitive to it,
to it all
the colors are brilliant
bold and bright
conversations infused with life and meaning and things i never saw before.
understanding permeates sentences i have overlooked.
zingers shoot from the fingers of thoughts i hear in a tense i could not comprehend before,
before the you of today shoved them in front of my eyes, up my nose and into my gaping mouth.
pleasant and disturbing all at once.
the love you have for me in every moment shows itself clearly at every opportunity. i can see.
i can see!
i see you!
i see something of what you see!
the life you promised. the pain i have felt before, the beauty and the ugly intermingling to create this reality of a day. every day. but then i see something new.
in a aqua hue i have never lived in,
let me grab it with
that i do with everything else.
some do not understand
the way my heart is made. the way i am.
they do and i just have never let them say
what i am to them.
for my heart is blatent.
my heart is bold.
brazen and beautiful.
this heart you have crafted in me father?
aqua hues i have never seen, never lived.
let it be so, and let it be so.