Divided In Two

I am a thing. Stuffed in between other things. In the corner of the room in the forest house, which I'm going to leave tomorrow. Leave it to the rest of January, February and maybe March and April. It's the kind of house that few people like. But the ones that do - fall in love. 

I am not sad to leave it, though. I've tried leaving greater things behind. Friends, loved ones, dreams and myself.

I don't feel like going there again.  

As I woke up this morning I was overwhelmed by a fantastic feeling. Something sweet and calming. I smiled. Ran my fingers down my warm, soft body - feeling the organic shapes, feeling good. I sensed my lips, felt like kissing. 

Looking around for the cats -  very difficult in the mess of things. Found one asleep on a chair under another chair and some boxes. Motivated to get up. Listen to music. Have breakfast. Do stuff. Motivated. Inspired. Moved. 

Is this love? Is it?

Rebecca