Saturday, September 26, 2009

Midnight Drummer


I remember the rythym of your beating heart
Though now you have departed
Forsaken- I am trapped in my suffering
For this rhythm is now mine.
My body aches for your touch
The simple complexities of your skin
This reminder is a midnight drummer
I hear you: I feel you
The curl of your lip
The heat of your breath
The tease of your hands
The depth of your eyes
Memories of you I can not escape
They suffocate me in my melancholy
How can I forget you?
When the beat your heart is mine.

1 comment:

  1. These words are very powerful. I can relate back to a time long ago.

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