The hand speaks to its soul
"Break me as a whole, pierced from skin to bone."
As it gently left a scar that glimmer
Lift my chest and softly whisper
Perform the ritual and glue our lips
The eyes cover a total eclipse
Placements, imperfect timings
Call all defenses while it is lasting
The saturating redness
Connected while it reaches
I submerged my thoughts in you
Blurred in my darkest tunes
Beaten by the vastness of our involvement
Shortened, fast-paced moments
Focused on your speaking interconnectedness
YOU ARE READING
Your Love Buried Deep Inside My Disastrous Heart (Poetry)
PoetryMy most poetically written poems are buried deep inside my disastrous heart. Love is poetry; you are the poetry.
