How Much...

Another Poem based on Love and what it means to me.

How Much, I dont know.
I would have to tear my heart out to let it show.
Written upon it, would be a verse,
In dripping littany,
of many words,
impossible in any one language to traverse.
A singing, ringing, melodic chorus.
Weaving pictures in sound before us.
Touching your heart a million ways in one.
Once seen and sampled,
won't be, can't ever be undone.
Like a shot of some illicit substance,
You'll melt and awake,
and feel it as sure as your own existance.
Dreams or realities, no way of knowing,
The beauty of such imagery, breaking your resistance.
And as you realize the way I felt all along.
You will see I was made for you,
And all your fear was wrong..
You love me in this moment,
On this precipice of my darkness,
My last smile triumphant, potent
My heart bleeding away its last,
Giving you the answers you seek
as it's beats number the past.
But this isn't a saddness by any degree.
My ultimate request of life?
That you finally know me...
You love me.

-Amar x

Author's Note

I hope you enjoy it. All constructive critisisms and comments welcome ☺

Reviews

[Harbi]

Beautifully expressed..keep up wirh the writing.

[Sir Psychosis]

Thank you kindly ☺
I shall endeavour to grow and innovate ☺