The Pause to My PivotA Poem by Cobblestone TravelerThe frustration that comes with the paralysis of your senses.The dawn is approaching And I know I'm not your sun I attempt to turn around I'm paused in time Yet you're not mine If I could retrieve my breath Out of your clasped hands Maybe then I could walk away I try to block your gales My function fails I could take a match Ignite the string between us And give a final sigh But not before my fingers trace
Across your face © 2016 Cobblestone TravelerReviews
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6 Reviews Added on June 11, 2016 Last Updated on June 11, 2016 Tags: love, pain, separation, attraction, pivot, stuck Author
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