The excessive rain
on a summer night
manifests to excessive rain
on a summer morning
Random thoughts
about everything
and nothing at all
linger and keep me awake
consistently
Restlessness at best
sleepless nights bring
tears to my eyes
Thursday, July 7, 2016
My Crimson Heart
My heart bleeds crimson.
It’s drifting, angry, hurt.
Hot like fire
but, you don’t let go.
Scorched hands and melted flesh,
bone deterioration, reduced to ash.
Your spirit holds on;
no rupture or bleeding out.
Still, my heart beats...
for you.
It’s drifting, angry, hurt.
Hot like fire
but, you don’t let go.
Scorched hands and melted flesh,
bone deterioration, reduced to ash.
Your spirit holds on;
no rupture or bleeding out.
Still, my heart beats...
for you.
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