dear jeff

i remember my hair was dripping wet

and it was annoying me 

and vehicles zooming past were annoying me 

and the swim had tired my muscles out

and i was desperate to find a song that would

soothe them and suddenly

your voice came on. 

i cannot describe what happened to me;

i don't think you could either.

it was like a struck match to

dry timber

dousing me in flames of feeling

but i was also the shivering, grateful traveller

huddled by the bonfire.

suddenly i was encased in a warm bubble, a reverie

and i was walking but i doubt

if i even noticed where or how. 

shielded from the world

in a world so rife with emotion, pinpricks of sensation;

my heart felt jittery

and my legs felt wobbly 

(maybe that was the punishing laps in the pool but i think it was you)

and my eyes glistened with unshed tears 

but you're the tear that will hang inside my soul forever. 

i got home at the usual hour. ate the usual dinner. 

nothing was ever the same again.