Ecstasy

I burned away

contours of me melting rapidly

Grace became my limbs

A concoction of what I know as me

Was washed away in rapid bolt

what of grace, I understood

In my limited sense

The melting and burning was pleasure

Beyond what this body could hold

But then before the upper torso could burn away

I ran away

I moved away

Protecting this peony personality

I hold so dearly

Losing what of me

Even grace needs to know

For me to open

I know now that

I keep it closed

To not completely lose what I know as me

Still, grace smiles patiently

Grace keeps knocking

It doesn’t wait for invocation

What is holding me in?

What is running away from love?

There is no explanation

Futile is digging deep

Just a inner eye

An a dangerous deep dive

To know what it feels like

To open wide and let it in

Burn away

And let it drive me

Mad with ecstasy