it feels how it feels

Like a warm night holding you tight embracing you in the nectar of dark light.

Like tears sliding from your eyes to your chin, salty tributaries acquiescing to the swelling river within.

Like a slow kiss lips sinking in to cellular bliss gently exploring sensual abyss.

Like the blistering pain of watching a loved one suffer again and again waiting for the moment to wane.

It feels how it feels and we don't know until we are there or here or somewhere. It just it feels.