extraordinary

Go ahead, ruffle my feathers.
I’ve never really cared for the ordinary,
the small talk, the mundane paste
of this grey world.

No…

I want red and gold and sparkling luminescence.
I want deep conversation, intellectual stimulation.
A chance meeting of
2 fated souls,
Fiery spirits
Raw beings with chipped edges along the porcelain blushed boundaries of our mutual longings.

I yearn for the extraordinary, the misplaced,
the out of place,
The odd.

I want the fevered passion of blazing hearts
bursting with the need to
feel each other’s beat.

I want the music of laughter and light and Life,
the sliding of souls
so sublime
and delicate
and wrecked
That
I cannot help but
fall in Love.

+Lj