Yep.

Good lord.

Truly.

I have lost the touch. Well, almost at any rate.

Here I am, finally inspired to write something because of someone (isn't it always?) and it's going to be a series.

A series of short poems, dedicated to my outings that I had rather recently with someone... should I say, more special than I would ever think of.
My outings with her are not without humour. Every single outing was something funny, and it's always something that I'd regale about in the future with her.

But still.

There is something about her that, goes beyond physical appearance and linguistic skills alone.

I felt.. a connection. Not that telephone line TM punya.

It was a connection that stretched deep. Deep to the very hem of my being. A link, a twine of sorts, materialized thinly, but firm. And if I will it, indestructible.

I could say emotional connection. I could throw in that we have similar interests in nearly everything under the sun, of course.

But those are excuses.

Probably I am feeling things that I haven't felt in the longest time, or never before?
Because here I am sitting in this comfortable chair, dreading thoughts of ever losing her. I couldn't imagine the kind of damage I will suffer, the torture that I will go through in this lifetime, should she ever leaves my sight, my arms, my soul.


Henceforth, after two years not posting anything, here I am posting something that well, probably lame and crass and full of sappy shit.
But.

I want to remember. I never want these thoughts ever leave me because if they do; I will be just a shell, no longer a man.


Dan