Untethered

Iceberg eyes shoot towards me like spears piercing through my soul, exposing me.

Knocked on my metaphorical ass

I feel naked, aware, terrified

Alive in their presence

Immediately I question

Am I a fraud in my own life?

My hand says “taken” but my eyes say “take me away from here.”

If only we met before I went down this very straight and narrow path.

Still, if you asked.. would I ruin it all for you?

I try my best not to stare in awe when you speak- so passionately about the topics you feel so strongly.

Words tangle in your tongue and the exuded passion makes me weak.

Years have passed since we last saw each other, yet I’m undone once again by your intoxicating presence

Utterly and completely

Untethered