Poem 49: F

This feeling and sensation

was unknown. Unknowns known.

Everything fell away, the walls,

the window, the floor; everything.

Just two  left in the centre of my world.

Slowly moving, then a rush,

everything explodes

as quickly as the moment began.

The feeling and sensation ends

and everything goes back into place.

Breathing heavily I wonder

when things will come again.

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