Oh deary me

Perhaps.
I heard you
Felt you
With me
talking
Saw the world through your blue eyes
Felt your face in mine

I walked your stride
You plugged me in
To the mains
Where I want to be
Ironically
How you described that
Kundalini Yoga as "too much".
I need that.
I hope you need my air

I watched you sleeping
Breathing
and then we sat
and walked
and sat
You held my hands
and maybe my heart
is safe.