TWO POETIC HEARTS

I can Feel a Presence near by

Even though no one is around

I try to hear the voices of the night

But my breath is the only sound

 

You can see me

When Im alone at night

My pen dancing on paper

my mind caught in this unjust poetic vapor

But its just a dream

or a clever little insight

For this is what I Write

 

I want you fingers to brush my face

to merge our minds in knowledge base

Will the longing ever stop

Will this loneliness presist

Will our lips ever meet

In a sweet eternal kiss

 

Will our hearts beat as one

or our minds against the gun

Will we win in the end

or will emptyness be our only friend

 

Let the secrets reveal

the mysteries unfold

Give into fate

its me you long to hold

 

Underneigth the stars

still holding on to what I believe

that fate has strange ways of working

for those not too blind to see

and in our final moments of solitary

I really do think

That to poetics hearts like ours

are really meant to be

 

 

Reviews

[Astrid Hamilton]

(me too!)

=)

That was very sweet,
a nightdrive in the forest beneath a crystal moon
and the pen, the quill flourishing,
neverending
imagination.

You.