Your eyes break the world in half,
light slicing sky into trembling pieces.
I watch the night hold its breath,
its silence heavy, louder than chaos.
Each glance sparks against my ribcage,
a flicker, a defiant crack of longing.
The storm arrives without permission,
filling the air between us with charge.
I am a powerless kite in the surge,
suspended by the pulse of your gaze.
The thunder hums, low and relentless,
crawling under my fragile, waiting skin.
Rain won’t come—only this electric ache,
a drought I cannot shake or drown.
Yet still I stay, parched and praying,
for the flood of you to unravel me.
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Comments2
Poetic in metaphor and images it is well written
Thank You Soren
Most welcome Gray
Enjoy your writing. Your poem explores the interplay between overwhelming feelings and the sense of powerlessness that can accompany such deep emotional experiences.
Thank you I appreciate your feedback and support
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