Is this Love?

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The way my heart races, my stomach flutters, my breath ceases, my brow sweats,

my voice trembles, just every aspect changes.  Not a scenario in life has been or will be the same again, because with this feeling, I have reached utter ecstasy.  What is this I feel?  Odd and estrange is the way I condone my consciousness, never before has this emotion been in my grasp, my cognizance, my jurisdiction.  What is this affection? Never has anyone else's accompaniment come within a fraction of this blissful feeling I presume.  I awake from slumber with her image instilled  within my mind, I fall asleep with her vivid beauty roaming and spreading as a wildfire in my heart and soul, I have trouble in focusing on any specific subject at matter, but this conflict is not of any disorder, but of a feeling of peace and tranquility in my life.  Can anyone enlighten me in my time of confusion?  Though feeling lost in my own emotion feels rather askew, though I know not how I feel, I feel that I never want to know the deciphered elucidation that is invading my every waking thought and contemplation.  I can honestly state that through all, my emotions are running rampant, yet I have reached a sense of euphoria. I have developed to the point as to where I dread going to sleep, because not a single dream that could ever be mustered in my unconscious state of mind, could even begin to establish any greater of a divine feeling that I receive with...  Wait.  This feeling...  I-  I-  Is this love?

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