Rapture

Rapture

A Poem by Wild Willow Blue
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Not even I..

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A dangerous place; a captivating secret

packed with truths, chewed up then spit out

on mind fields of dreams that never get dreamt

No one understands the real story

you said

Comprehend sadness. Touch it and breathe it in

envelope the empty space to fill holes, of a past revisited

A dangerous place; a captivating secret

deep into dreams you drift through the sky

baby’s breath on virgin fingers, white and clean

patterns of love and life in the spaces between

Universes collide as the star strikes

piercing a blade right through your heart

No one understands the real story

you said

© 2012 Wild Willow Blue


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Wild Willow Blue
All of my poetry comes from the heart.

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Added on May 30, 2012
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Wild Willow Blue
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I am 33. I am gay/non-binary. I started writing in 8th grade. The person whom I started writing because of, I never got a chance to thank. We were never good friends, but we knew each other. I owe her.. more..

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