Wrath of the Quiet

Take my fiery heart

and quivering of my lip,

release energy.

 

Piercing, burning slow,

moisture and heat on my cheeks,

losing clarity.

 

Mayhem, then calmness,

steady movement of my lungs;

such a soft movement.

 

Ice behind my eyes,

black behind my blinding white,

solid behind soft.

 

Coldness in my spine,

and the stillness of my heart

sapped of energy.

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Very moving! My heart is beating fast!