Euphoria, Everlasting

My skin is delicate, identical to the organ inside my chest 

Fragile, I am

As I am unsealed,

Unwrapped with steady hands 

And exposed to rich colors that I have yet laid my eyes upon

An infinite sensitivity surfaces my being 

I dip my hands into immortality like strawberries and chocolate 

And like a soft petal that gently glides with every stroke of air 

I fall, waiting for earths' cotton pillows to barricade my downward spiral

Reviews

[Papaya]

This is quite lovely it leaves one with the thought that no matter how delicate we are, we are equally resilient and fearless.

[Giulia King]

This is amazing. You had me hooked instantly.

[Dr. YumnaKay]

I think this piece is rich in imagery and beautiful metaphors. I like the personal touch you've given it and how it grabs the attention of (this) reader from the very first line.
When I came by this poem of yours some days back, I was writing a poem of my own, and your title inspired the title of my piece 'Forever Laid ~ In Everlasting Ink', so thank you for that.
Very nicely penned.