Locked
In a cloud of gloom
Locked
In the scent of love
Locked
In what was 'us'
The fierce force of
The magnet you so carelessly wear around your neck
Jauntily,
As if it were some fine piece of jewellery,
The heart that you wear on your sleeve
Has found a strong opposite magnetic shard in mine,
The fierce force that it emits
Leaves me with no place to stand,
No option but
To love you
With every particle in my body,
I am drawn to you
Without choice
Another magnet sits in my gut and,
Let me tell you truthfully,
Every part of it aches
For you,
Only for you, my dear,
The soul wrenching ache crosses
The Atlantic ocean
In search of you
The ache is a pulling force,
I feel it in my gut
Constantly,
It won't let me rest,
It knows what my soul longs for,
Who it longs for,
Who it weeps, laughs and beats for
We are caught in limbo,
A place between two places
Waiting for something to happen,
Oh so patiently waiting
Unable to go forward
Unable to go back
Restlessly, tirelessly we fight the imaginary space
Like we are trapped between two separate white boxes
Feeling lost
In the space that is the darkest shade of blue
Waiting for reality to crumble around us and swallow us whole
With only the moon and the stars
To guide us to
Hope
The endless twilight is all that we share
- Author: Laurel Wreath ( Offline)
- Published: November 3rd, 2015 13:39
- Category: Love
- Views: 29
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