feet afloat
as i enter wonderland
with the pits of hell broke
and lost in a tranquil daze of yesterday
his eyes spoke
a heavy haze
three times down
as we run about town
the gratitude of his hands
respect of common sense
head atop, hairs caressing
hands aside, scraping the surface
two furnaces with two differences
they said i was crazy
too obsessed
but i only felt blessed
wordless
to be with
in that moment
wordless