Under Words

For the purpose of 

Experimentation 

I will allow 

Myself 

These sensations 

These invasions 

Of thought

These creations 

Are wrought 

With an 

Ache 

For something 

Cunning

Clever 

Never before received 

The way he 

Chooses to offer 

He chooses to proffer 

Freely

Sweetly

Simply 

So slowly 

That I'm sinking

Before I realize 

I've been standing still 

Drowning 

Of my own 

Free will,

Drowning 

And I feel I will

Somehow evolve

Learn how to breathe 

In the places 

I was always 

Afraid to be

He does this 

Gives me opportunity 

To expand

To expound 

Be found 

Among waves 

I thought would sweep me

Into unknown currents

But I'm encouraged 

At how 

He redefines things 

Reimagines,

Realigns things, 

Reminds me 

Of perspective 

How things we see

Can be reflected 

In a new way

How waves 

Can 

Take

But also send 

How they can break 

But also mend 

So I, open

Hoping 

That I can manage 

To matter 

To myself enough

To let me 

Have whatever chance

Is meant for us

And I revel 

In the possibility 

Of even just 

A little time with this 

New found happiness 

So for the purpose 

Of experimentation 

I will allow 

Myself 

To feel 

The honest truth 

Of this 

Sensation

For the purpose 

Of wonder

I will let 

Myself

Go 

Under