The enigmatic way of you,
Causes one to wonder, what is your mystery?
What lies therewithin?
Broken speech, no word, no loss...
At least that is how I try to convince myself,
Of your absence and silence.
At times it feels as if my heart is extracted..
From my being.
Step on it, will you?
To end how I feel,
The feeling that my heart beats only for you.
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2 comments:
My FAVORITE line, maybe of anything you've written is:
"Step on it, will you?"
Sounds like pure Deidre shining through!
I second what Charity says!
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