How I know I love you
I walked home love struck, didn’t know what hit me. My face was glowing, my eyes were smiling and my heart was whistling melodies of love songs. His love took me to another dimension and brought me back to a new world, a world whose broken bottles on the sidewalks were like diamonds and whose sirens and flashing lights outside the house of the drunken stepfather and beaten mother were like bells ringing and shiny disco balls, and whose women with short skirts and lots of makeup on edges of corners were opportunities for temporary acceptance and adoration. He took me into the clouds, where the highest parts of the sky were born and I was flying over mountains made of pillows and sliding down horizons of rainbows. The humidity of the summer night that usually bothered me actually felt like cool cloths wrapping around me, I was burning up for him. His eyes sparked fires in my soul and now they can’t be put out. Not even by the greatest rainstorms of my sadness or doubts, and not even by swimming through the deepest reaches of the oceans with its turquoise and sea greens galore, what has been ignited will remain ignited, even when it dwindles down to a small flame of a candle, it will still be there. His love, out of the chaos of my life, makes my world alright. Makes me feel fine and clothes me with a new mind, and spirit, and heart, and soul. My cheeks are blushing and the light inside me has been enhanced, it’s creating a new me….I like the new me, because it allows my heart to create a greater love that I have never known before, it allows me to give up what I think I want so that I get what I need….and all I need is him and for him to keep my eyes smiling and my heart whispering love songs….because it was hard to tell before, but now that’s how I can tell I’m in love with him.