and i'm there again. in the dark, with only radio lights on glowing in the middle of the night. the music is low and soulful, the kind that reaches into the pit of your heart and makes it ache. and if only i could remember some of the words i said...you said...but nothing comes.
i get the feeling down. i know how i felt. and how much more real could it have gotten? how much more primal? the truth is i knew it all along. i knew that this was it...
where does this energy go? it just doesn't disappear. it doesn't float up into the vast universe. it doesn't disappear into a black hole...
i know where half of it is. in each living cell. nestled among dna strands. and when a familiar note sounds, or when the wind floats a familiar scent across my way, those cells, that energy, that primal fire surfaces and burns me down whole.