Rush Hour

you lay me on your bare chest 

   and I hear you breaking.

Reviews

[sinNsincerity]

Ouch! How deep and far does the fault run?

[Ruth]

Wow, such a concise piece that leads me down many avenues of thought, excellent hon :)

[Kirsty Woodward]

Thank you Poppy.

[Davidgeo]

How extremely word economical of you.

Your poem is a mirror, the reflection is my business.

[Kirsty Woodward]

Love this. Thanks for stopping by.

[Davidgeo]

Anytime. You write nice.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

mmm yes, does she hear him breaking into a passionate rhythm of heart?
or does she hear his heart breaking?

past pain, present?

again you present brevity...and we elongate with our thoughts.