It crept up on me like a silent storm
Swirling, pounding, a torrential downpour
Trust, given freely of my own accord
Prickled flesh, embarrassment, flushed cheeks
I was at ease, with the swift drum of my heart beat.
Tousled locks of hair, and a smile so sweet
I was a fool, so wise yet so naive,
I didn’t see it coming, heart upon my sleeve
Witty banter, tantric thoughts make it hard to breathe
I poured my secrets out like gems from a bag, I let my soul sing,
Got lost inside that crooked smile and all the gifts it brings,
Months of conversations, opening up to amazing new things.
He was a magician, psychic, soothe sayer with his words,
Soaking up my problems, trying to free this lonely bird,
In our conversations were some of the realest things I’ve heard,
I fell too quick, hard, like a war hammer to my chest,
They say when love surprises you it turns out to be the best,
So I spilled my heart out, hoping that I had passed every single test,
My heart lit a match and he burned out like the rest.
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Author:
Denise G (Pseudonym) (
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- Published: January 9th, 2019 13:55
- Category: Love
- Views: 36
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