Overthinking - Caleb Ghirmai

I struggle to fondle this thought

it glides over each piece of this question

with my lack of wisdom.

How can I overthink?

my lover leaves me heedless

to the suspicion that this

could ever happen.

When the softening air opens like an envelope

and the cushioned warmth surrounds me,

I have no choice but to submit to happiness.

At an instant, my spirit will break

and crash down like thunderstorms

to usher out the joyful play

of a perfect love story.

The lies you have sent oscillate my spine,

my blood pressure elevates to a monolith,

and my face lowers and cracks like a bulb.

I am wrapped around your love like a straitjacket

everything I thought I could grab is out of reach.