Paradoxal

It’s funny how I can feel so nauseous
After such an experience.
My stomach is lurching,
Singing, groaning
Over and over again
Inside me
Nothing I do can make this feeling
Leave my body
Oh, woes of a stomach
Vexing this perfection
Exploring the darkness of the thing
We call love.
It’s funny how I can feel so nauseous al-
Though I am so
Happy
You brought about this bout
Of paradox
Ugly yet, so beautiful.

maryletsflyaway wrote:It’s funny how I can feel so nauseous
After such an experience.
My stomach is lurching,
Singing, groaning,
Over and over again
Inside me.
Nothing I do can make this feeling
Leave my body.
Oh, woes of a stomach!
Vexing this perfection,
Exploring the darkness of the thing
We call love.
It’s funny how I can feel so nauseous al-
Though, I am so
Happy.
You brought about this bout
Of paradox.
Ugly yet, so beautiful.

I really love this poem! Your choice of language was brilliant. I just added in some grammar edits to help the flow and rhythm of the poem that was already there when I read it (I adjusted the commas and periods and such to go along with how I read the poem). Keep writing, great work