How is it
My heart
Ceases to beat
It's rythmic
Song of life
Each time
It's neath your gaze
Of blue oceans
(...that reflect
the celestial beings
of the night)
Could it be
That I have died
And gone to Heaven?
And that you
Are the intoxicating
God
That all souls
Sigh to be
In presence of?
(...in perfect
harmony
that only angels
ever know)
No I am Alive...
I feel the blood
Rushing
To my cheeks
As the tender
Touch of your fingers
Grace along it
(...their warm
touch of fire
and soft touch
of silk
...breathless)
Oh how can you
Make me feel so much
In the same
Instance
That when
You stop
I am Naught
But a heart
(...echoing
in an empty shell...)
Author notes
some things you never forget...
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Comments
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Cool!
Beautifully mastered, Nell.
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wow, seems like someone is head over heels over someone! I'm happy for you, really. I like the style and word play here, well done.
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Loved It
this was moving & i loved how you changed directons & kept us wondering the true meaning until the end
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