I AM OF FLESH, OF BLOOD AND OF FEELINGS

I AM OF FLESH, OF BLOOD AND OF FEELINGS

I am of flesh, of blood and of feelings
I am no different to you
But I am sensitive, like a moth to light
Love comes to me like an eclipse; rarely, yet beautifully
It touches my senses and takes me hostage within its presence

I am of flesh, of blood and of feelings
I am vulnerable to love
Love melts away all my pains, like a spring to icy waters
My mind flows freely and my heart is enriched
Momentarily I taste my dreams

I am of flesh, of blood and of feelings
But love is a master of disguise
When it aims its invisible arrows, I am easily wounded
Love like lava, lies dormant within me
But today it surfaced, the moment that you smiled

DAVID SMALL