This is my heart dear, as you left it.
Do you see?
Do you see its cracks and craters,
Its holes and havens
Where long-gone memories lie
And hours are bargained like bodies?
I remember our bodies darling.
Do you remember?
Entangled in one another
Firm and irreplaceable like the roots of a tree
Now starved and reaching out for something to hold
Yet met only with terrible nothingness
And do you recall our moonlit journeys?
We were carried off to other worlds on a silken chariot
Where we laughed at each other's sadness,
And dashed defiantly against the darkness.
But now, we are grounded like flightless birds.
My lips, dear-
Can you taste them?
The sweet tang and slippery warmness
Replaced by bitterness and frigid, hard reality.
Did you feel it?
The shivery, exhilarating bliss?
That moment when two become one,
And dissolve into eternal rapture-
Do you see my heart that lives only for you?
It beats my love,
It beats.
It beats.
© Evan Lindeman,2016
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