“Exposed”
Can
you hear it?
It
is the sound of my heart dying…
My
love for you filled it.
Overflowing…
It spilled joy and passion, to wash over me.
Like
the ocean tide,
It
ebbed and flowed…
Yet,
the power of the under-current remained constant,
Always
pulling me back to you.
To
the brink of dreams…
Where
the sand warmed the coldness of my depths.
But
tears now fall,
To
create a tidal wave…
To
crash down upon me,
With
the intensity of a breathless moan,
Gasping
for air.
The
crest curls,
As
my back arches – to stretch…
Over
a deserted beach –
With
uncontainable force.
My
heart is dashed against the jagged rocks -
Exposed
and fragile,
Out
of its shell, to love you.
It
washes up to the shore,
Where
the sand is still warm…
To
lay lifeless, at your feet.
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