Sitting in Calm Lotus Like Repose

Sitting in calm lotus like repose
Enjoying a flood of emotional memories
Expressed in shockwaves of tangable electric currents -
A veritable train of exquisit pains
and jubulant anguishes that gently wash over me
Accompanied by a cacophony of sound and strong bursts of yellow light.

She Couldn't Find the Words

She couldn't find the words,
Even with all her experience and practice
To tell him the things in her heart.
She struggled to find the cadence of syllables
That matched the way he made her heart beat.
She tried -
To sound them out
To put them together
To make them fit -
But it just wasn't right.
So She did the only thing She could-
She picked up her charcoal and,
Closing her eyes - she put it to paper -
Hoping the jagged dark lines and muted shadows -
Against the brilliant whites could show him
The wild emotions he brought about and
She had to contain.