Let me pretend I came with a voice,
breathe me in like crisp Winter air
let me hang from your lips,
explore your smile
inside climatic dreams I roam; watching, waiting
light filters through my head
beats of my heart counted, curling in comfort
greens and blues mingle with each other
seeking balance
below six feet of fate, a thousand secrets
fly on careful thoughts as time rushes past
sliding on the edge of hope
small voices hide behind a shadow of doubt
my vision twists with endless distortion
falling from Winter, landing in Spring;
lying on my back in cool crisp grass counting
clouds, dissecting my confidence with small
incisions
I hide in the cracks of my own mind;
inside words crossing a bridge of sighs
taking small sips of life marked in moments
with wild infatuation of untold stories
words catch in my throat with heavy pride
a complex personality holding syllables in
deceiving myself with overwhelming silence
trying to synchronize my walk as soft notes
play the Blues for me;
I hide in your heart waiting for you to find me
an invisible breath inside the crack of a smile
with body and soul we collide into the shape of love
slow dancing with poetry between dreams
perfectly spilled onto smooth pages
like architecture, fully alive and beautiful
inside the rhythm of wind
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beautiful poem..
