Mystical Stranger

mystical stranger,

I saw your aura before i met your face.

I inhaled your presence like smoke,

got high off your vibrations,

embraced your smile.

the way those crystals hung from your neck,

perfect.

like your words,

your lips spoke poetry even by accident.

a poetry so beautiful its essence consumed me, 

filled all the cracks made before you.

under the stars,

your hand over mine.

I could feel your energy through my fingers,

Those caged in yours.

I sat there in trance,

hypnotised by your truth.

I gave in to your touch,

let my body float with your kiss.

you felt like home.

I now wonder how many times I have used that word in vain.

"Home is where the heart is"

your chest against mine,

we become one.

I was a spiritual being in search for another,

now bound into the idea of an eternal flame named after you...