Transcendental doesn’t cover the feeling
No word can describe how you’re healing
all the broken pieces in me.
Love is not adequate enough of an emotion
to classify what is building, an ocean
Of happiness rises for all to see.
Have I found you before? I think so.
Doesn’t that make me a little crazy, though?
If it does, I’ll be crazy with glee.
For no other has ever been so deeply
inside my heart, held it so completely
So there is only one thing this could be.
Universal.
