Chemical triggered in the brain
longing like an ill-fated fire inside
burning a hole in the pit of my stomach
of my heart
Difficult to eat
difficult to think straight
And here we go again
Moving along like a brown god
cut by the sun
chiseled by the ocean breeze
Inserting yourself in a way so surprising
so inspiring
so disconcerting
What can it all mean?
Intuition honed by the sands of time
knowing what I feel
sensing the unclear
I must believe
Now recognizing what has happened
chemical triggered in the brain
longing the untrusty little bonfire that it is!
The universe working her strange ways