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Rated: ASR · Poetry · Spiritual · #2187152
It comes for us all. [84]
This;
I swear this is the last time I'm losing my mind.
Don't want to find it anytime soon.
Here I am, arguing in some twisted pasadoble.

Right between who I display to the world,
And her. Me.
The beneathe the skin me.
The all my heart me.

The girl who can achieve anything in life me -
Except maybe reach the top shelf. Me.
The grown to strong to fight her me.
Turns out, you can't fight who you are. Really.

His name is the strongest positive & negative connotation;
In any language.
It either lights me up, or leaves me aching for days.
The burning question which consistently sets the world on fire.

Yeah, you build yourself up;
And you get yourself stuck,
Scream you don't give a fuck.
Then you set yourself up for the big come down.

Then that song that played, played my heart away.
The man say, All my pain caused by what I want
And the thoughts inside my head?
They're all that I've got.


So I can get a little high instead?
And goddam why not?
I just can't let her go this time.
A drop of fresh blood.

A piece of her got deep into my veins.
No longer can I deny it.
She's caught that glint in my eye.
Midnight conversations are frequented between her & I.

A rarity.
Connecting dots under the cover of the night.
As two corners of one soul collide,
the world bursts into flames & ignites.

Inspired by the stars in the night's sky;
I see her.
I attempt to quiet her.
Eyelids closed tight.

As my demon sleeps, my dreams are awake.
Heart strumming it's own rhythm.
And I relive almost everything I wish I said the last time I saw her.
Now that heartbeats drumming.

An unearthed, naked passion makes a living selling words to my soul.
Less than few prove brave enough;
To seek her out;
Explore her.

What drew you to continue to read?
To want to feel what I feel or think what I think?
Who is she to me?
Let me break her down to size.

Those eyes of hers, all but mesmorizing.
The path of her pen?
The raspy tones to her voice as she speaks her mind?
It's hypnotising.

Close your eyes for only a second.
Breathe all of her in, body & mind.
Hear the waves of her soul -
as they crash along the shoreline.

Let them resonate.
Let her occupy the space you didn't know was empty,
under the surface of your skin.
She's in your head. Fantasizing.

Watch her.
Look her in the eyes.
No thoughts, just feels.
Body temperature steadily climbing.

Effortlessly, her chest rises & falls.
And there you are.
Catching feels with every breath.
Every thought.

Did you get the scent of her?
A subtle combination of sea salt & lust.
Gaining momentum like wildfire,
then fading to dust.

That riptide beats in like reality each day.
And yet here we all are, human as can be.
Stumbling through life -trying hard to find our me.
That boy saw the comet, & suddenly his life had meaning.

Sometimes her footsteps follow me to my sleep.
Do you dream of her too?
Our secret.
For keeps.
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