Lost in you

A thousand mysteries enclose our existence,
it enfolds and intertwines our lives.
It moves about spinning the web
that traps us into each other.

And as i move between restless slumber
into awakening, all i am truly
aware of is the depth of your eyes
and the magnitude of your touch.

And I get lost in the pretense of
everything that is unsaid,
everything that i pretend to exist,
and everything else that I wish into existence.

Now each level of my consciousness
is a more heightened sensation of
the other that preceded; a measure of
extreme happiness or of extreme insanity.

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