I think of you

You come in from every place
and you grow up from the shadows,
each time.
Then I can’t ignore what it’s happening.
I only know that something is growing up in me,
something makes me see you everywhere
I look at the flowers and the clouds
and I see you in them.
What have you done to me?
My eyes are full of you.
So like my ears are full of you, too,
but you are so far
and my hands are empty
and I can’t smell your essence.
What have you done to me?
I can’t stop seeing you,
because I see you in everything
Did you put a spell on me?


When I don’t see you, it’s wonderful,
because my skin calls to you,
shouting
and my skin becomes hopeless,
and so I feel I’m alive.