Gloria

When I think of you 
thoughts get twisted
tangled, struggling against
each other for dominance 
Be they of passion's rising torrent
or of, once subdued,
a nobler, gentler, love
perhaps
Like chords struck in tune
my heart flutters when close
resonating in perfect pitch
it's timbre felt in the air
Or as a cymbal crashes
so too do my defenses
come crumbling down
in an instant
Bear witness to these orchestrations 
surround yourself with them
they are simply manifestations
of a heart that beats for you