Alive
You can tell when I’m fighting it
Can smell it in my words
Oddly enough, the bliss is harder to describe
It takes more skill to catch the flow
Than wrestle in my own skin
Afraid the bliss will overwhelm me
Every cell of my being buzzing
Cosmic orgasmic
So cloak it with shame and forget it
Boast of my pain instead
Yet here it lies underneath
Pulsating with the intensity of emotion
Breathing, hot and cold
Embrace the Paradox 