This Thing, THE Thing

Love first realized.

This Thing, The Thing

 By Lady Valmar

 

It’s raining

I can feel the burn and freeze of my blood all at once

I want to go outside and play

I can’t stop

I can’t sleep

I can’t keep busy

My mind is full to the breaking point

I feel half-baked but find I’m fitting in this skin of mine

Something stirring inside, a petite feeling

This comes in many packages

I could dance and chuckle with glee to taunt

I think I feel this thing, “the thing”

I think I know what it is

I feel it in my heart

Burning, twisting and turning

Things, I thought I needed seem to slip away now

With the rain, I feel contradictive

But wasn’t I always a walking contradiction?

I finally feel direction and purpose

To express this feeling fully no matter of words will suffice

It is this, this thing called love

I didn’t understand it at first

I was frightened

I was confused

I was uncertain of what this thing was

I had not the wisdom to discern its meanings

I found myself questioning and trying to fathom

My heart was speaking to me but my mind was too busy elsewhere

To understand I had to compromise mind with heart

My Mind welcomes my heart in joint advice

Heart speaks woes while the mind works the facts

I can now truly say I have felt love

Only the kind that a couple feels

My mind reels still, afraid

The heart takes over at those times, to aid

Never shall I say I have not loved, been loved or am not in love

And then he whispered in my ear

Those quiet times I treasur,

I love you…

 

 

Author's Note

What is your impression about the person I paint the picture of?