he's passing through my heart / stealing all my breath
A Poem by Kara Emily Krantz
"please don't go," i whisper
into the curves of his lips.
[clutching his fingers to my chest]
i smile, lest he notice
the trembling tears upon my cheek
but it's too late, i'm weak,
and crumbling at his feet.
"please stay," i breathe
into the palm of his hand.
[as i press a kiss to his skin]
his eyes peruse me with innocent disdain
and suddenly 'i love you'
sounds like a ridiculous refrain.
"but i love you," i gasp
with the last vestige of my pride.
[feeling his fingers slip from my touch]
i can't; it's too much,
so I allow my dewy eyes reprieve
yet somehow through the darkness
i see him leave
i see him leave.
© 2008 Kara Emily Krantz
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And with this... she returns.
This piece shows why there is a hole in the Cafe' without your work.
So simplistically stated, but with beauty and brilliance... you have written about a depth of loss that only an artist could feel.
Lovely work... Gordon
Posted 17 Years Ago
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Added on February 5, 2008
Last Updated on February 15, 2008
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Kara Emily Krantzhttp://karaemily.wordpress.com, MA
About
I am resolved to never be content with the lives of "quiet desperation" which so many of us lead, to continuously challenge myself, and forever walk in Beauty.
I like pandas. I like writing poe.. more..
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