Letter from the Cocoon (The Admiral's Letter)

An enigma.

That's what you are:

A bristling, boiling, churning mass of contradictions,

Sending mixed signals

That leave me confused,

Perplexed, just a little distressed.

Your shifting polarity

Attracts me,

Draws me into you,

Makes me want to hold

And be held by you,

Then sends me hurtling away,

Flying from you at light speed-

Pulling me in and pushing me away

In the same movement

So that I'm...

Breathless.

When I'm near you

The sound of your voice

Makes my heart skip a beat.

Your eyes,

Set my cheeks aflame

In a cherry-chocolate flush.

I'm giddy-headed

Like a lad of twelve,

Losing the feigned maturity

Of this Twenty-something shell.

The walls I've built to shield myself

Seem to melt away

And all of a sudden I want to throw caution aside

And run to you.

Looking at my past,

Some might say

I don't deserve you.

Or that you're not good enough-

I mean, you have been around a bit-

But despite their snooty looks,

Their boo-hooing

And naysaying

There are some things I'm certain of:

You anchor me.

You ground me.

And while I know I could live

A life of

Perfect contentment without you,

I also know that you help complete me.

I want us to live in perfect symbiosis,

Harmonious trophobiosis,

Catalysing each other's metamorphosis.

I want to help you grow;

I want to see you flourish at my side.

You are my monarch;

I fly beside you.

And with all the things you do to me,

For me,

With me,

You make me strive for better.

...I just thought you should know.

Sincerely,

Your Admiral