Changes....

Everything we have changes us at a physical level
like a fever
like a new job
a new car
a new friend
or a soulmate

Soul mates change us the most, admittedly.

The body follows suit , she observes,
as the soul renews itself
the soul playing in physical reality
with new things, new people, new experiences.

Observing, noticing
in her mirror
in his eyes
or in other people's stares:

Her face
getting dewer
sweeter
hues of peach
eyes radiant
body softer
each and every one of the cells
in her entire body smiling
gait lighter
stars and glitter
except of the real kind
She feels soaked in stars
and it shows, oh yes, it shows.

The real surprise though
is the ripening within
heart dripping mellow acceptance
of what is
and mind lazer focused
sharper
more eager than ever
even her writing style changed.

'Energy transfer,', she tells him
'that's what it is'
'My female part 
becoming extra receptive
to your energy'.
'I like your energy', she adds.
'It's loaded with stars'

'What about star overload?' he mocks

'No worries,' she mocks back.
'It goes both ways'

'Comunicating vessels'