Being in love

Being in love
I soar about.
For several months
I do not touch
the ground.
 
In this intense
feeling of confusion
everything else
appears
in a rosy haze.
 
You are my rose
a most beautiful creature
a mysterious angel.
You make me
feel alive.
 
My closeness to your skin
is all that matters.
Other people
merely a background
to our love.
 
The outside world
surrounds us patiently.
Relentless are we, though,
in our constant need of us.
 
You are my man
my most precious man.
Let’s soar about.
You make me
feel alive.
 
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