I look into her eyes and hear love's sweet serenade:
My heart. It beats. My chest. It aches. My body. Throbbing.
I crave her like a prisoner craves freedom
and only she is my release.
She is my vision, my light, my everything.
She is my reason for waking;
my reason for working;
my reason for living and loving.
But to her, I am just another being.
If only the light that she placed within me
Could shine back to her and allow her to see
Something. Anything.
I look into her eyes and see my everything.
She looks right though me,as if I were an X-ray.
She doesn't see my heart beating only for her.
I am merely bones in a hollow shell.
Author notes
xwarriorXprincessx--x for xray.
A contest entry
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Comments
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ouch
x-raa hits this one bang on the head -
Beautiful...
Vulnerable, honest & heartfelt...
Great narrative, rhythm & flow...
Kinda going through something similar myself, so your words struck me that much more...
Felt it, Lived it, Loved it...
Well done!!!
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WOW
This was so excellent..I thought 'x-ray' would have been quite hard to write on!!!but wow you really took to it..I really enjoyed your write..thanks for entering and good luck in my contest!
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