How
It’s still hard for me to understand.
How when you kiss me, my heart drops
And my stomach rises
As the hair behind my neck stands up
And uncontrollable shivers roll down my spine
All in a euphoric haze resembling that of a dream
Which you never want to end
Because it feels like how waves sound when
They crash on the shore of the most beautiful island
And how babies smile when they taste something sweet
Or how food tastes after having not eaten all day
And when you’re massively worried about something
That ends up turning out more perfect than you had hoped
Just seconds before your favorite song of the century
Pops up on a radio station you never bother checking
Like when it’s finally autumn and the vibrant aroma
Of foliage and laughter tell you that it’s the holidays again
And hot cocoa reappears but only with
Those itty bitty marshmallows because they make
Even the Grinch feel all warm and fuzzy inside
As the sweet smell of petrichor illuminates
The hearts of those soothed by the rain.
It’s inexplicable and never to be explained.
But I’m pretty sure it’s my favorite thing in existence.