Because you’re in to numbers and I think we both expressed an appreciation for bees.
And because our conversation, when we last met got me reading about geometry, sacred geometry, metaphysics and metaphysical cosmology!!
... something went in along with the copious amounts of alcohol.
Also because the hexagon is found in nature, in DNA structure, in space.
But mostly because the hexagon and the number six symbolises balance, harmony, union, soulful integration, equality and life  
My curiosity is awakened
You ooze inspiration
And although I recognise your symbolic reminders of inevitable mortality, reminders of life, it’s beauty and this moment, can’t hurt.

Words, I crave their salt and sweet satisfaction on my tongue
Tears well in my eyes because of time
Knowledge tastes like childhood vegetables
Loneliness ridicules ridiculous self pity
Anxiety simmers steadily, till my chest bubbles and my skin burns cold
A halfhearted teardrop clings to the corner unafraid of falling

I was meant to become something

I became nothing

I became something

Something weak and strong

Something curious

Something open

To simple miracles

Beautiful happenings

Spiritual awakenings

Something

Non tangible

Something lazy

Something tired

Something less

Something

Something passionate

Something powerful

Something dedicated

Something

Something distracted

Something hopeful

Something trying

Something

Living

Something being

Something learning

Developing

Growing

Gaining

Failing

Something

Compassion runs in my blood

Love isn’t transparent enough

Selfish ego lusts

Kindness combusts

Something

Intoxicated Sakura heights
Freedom fins dance
Black never looked so colourful
Death never became more alive
Eyes sting with happiness
Inward turning souls
Release desire

Words pour from your mouth
as dry wine kisses
Without existence of time
Thoughts translate
to my skin
from your hands
To what was intended
In the beauty
Of authenticity