How can you feel as comfortable as my favourite sweater, as familiar as coming home,
And yet as thrilling as a roller coaster, nervous and new like the first day of school?
How can we connect on a deep emotional level, kindred spirits in the dance of life,
And yet maintain such a raw sexual energy, lightening bolts and electricity each time we touch?
How do you know me better than I know myself, see into my soul,
And yet it has only been a matter of weeks since we began?
This type of intimacy must be rare, neither of us have been here before…
Arriving together to this wonderful place.
Exceptions and exemptions and comfort zones be damned…
You look into my eyes, as you hold my hand.
Mermaid Poetry 