Smoke

What is it am I feeling right now?

Do I miss you?

Do I long for you?

I still can’t get over how you make me feel,

that dangerous vibe.

It’s like getting lost on a train, and never reaching a destination.

Almost a sort of hypnosis.

Your presence in my life,

paralyzes the attention mechanism within my brain,

instantly

I get lost.

I get lost in every moment I co-created with you.

In every instant we kept stored in our memory.

In every heart beat I heard when I laid my ears on your chest.

In every star we stole over from that mirror lake.

It’s a spiral of emotions;

Spinning

Hypnotizing me.

like an enigma,

which caught me in my untethered state.

and with all your mystery,

locked me in.

It’s kind of like

how Sherlock gets hooked on dangerous murder cases.

Is it bad to turn you into a murder case?

And metaphorically express my infatuation towards you

Through Sherlock’s excitement over murder cases?!

This is some unordinary train of thought

about spirals,

I found a muse

she unlocked my central enigma

derailed the train

Of the spiral path

Free falling in vast space

Of a past, that once was a future;

Enigmatic scripture

Untold stories

Memories yet to be made.

Infinity erased.