What's on Your Mind?

Here we lay

The gap between our souls

Sealed by the nonexistent distance

Between ourselves.

I lie next to you and 

There is no such thing

As a misspeak

Between our minds.

Furthermore, we’ve

Found words optional–

Something to be used when

Our eyes get tired of talking.

Even so, I feel an outpour

From deep within me–

This massive, rushing spring of 

Words, ideas, and emotions.

I stare at You or

The vast blackness of the sky or

The imperfections of the ceiling and

Let you into the recesses of myself.

When my back is strained

Or we’ve got an appetite

We’ll rise and walk, side by side,

And it’ll feel like

Nothing quite changed

My soul still sealed up with yours

And my mind and heart

Still pouring, gushing for You.