Experience

A Poem by Jocelyn cortes

The human experience

Become aware to the sound of your warm breath as it channels through flared nostrils and filters into strong lungs. changing your blood from an electric blue to a shimmery red. Bringing warmth to those rosy check and to the palms of your wrinkled hands. Feel as it spirals around you in your purest and most Fragile shape. And feel yourself
As a experience traveling through years of changing subjects and situations. Growing, morphing from young to old with in the blink of a mothers eye. Slowly now 2-4-6 climbing up the line. Stretching out wondering finger tips to feed your growing hunger for knowledge Like A-B-C. You feeling the difference in pain from teething to bruised shines, broken bones then hearts. Along the way coming to Learning from each coming and going experience to avoid the fire, And to love the dribble of rain drops as it plops cool water into window panes. While Looking into the eyes of your lover watching the dips of color practically scream your name in need. Searching for a words to describe it, but your left speechless every time . Now these ,these are the moments that I live for. The moments that I'd trade anything in this world for. The moments that I feel like I, am more.