Maeve Wave

high-ly sensitive

Hi, High, I am sensitive. I am high from sensing. High, I am up and I am down. Hi, I am down then I am up. I am everywhere in between and yet no where at all. High I am highly sensitive. Hello, see that vibration over there ? Hello, can you smell that color? Hello did you notice the blue wave of your hand? As it rippled from your skin into the blue ocean ? Did you forget to travel with your legs while you took a trip across the parking lot, forgetting your keys while you were dreaming about infinity? Did the night become day in your head yet your body stands in line at the mundane? Maybe the mundance? The dance of being both ethereal and visceral. Both here and there. a soul meeting a body? Did clouds come over you this morning? And you’re trying to burn off the fog because you love the light but the dark-- it persists.