Everything I lost was found again.
I tasted wine in my mouth.
My heart was like a firefly; it moved
Through the darkest objects laughing.
There were enough reasons why this was happening
But I never stopped to think about them.
I could have said it was your face,
Could have said I’d drunk something idiotic,
But no one reason was sufficient,
No one reason was relevant.
My joy outshone dull surroundings.
A feast was spread; a world
Was suddenly made edible.
And there was forever to taste it.