Torn From the Pages of My Heart

You

With a single look,
My insides dance
And I become…
Mere floating wisps
On your palm…
A prisoner at will,
The fact unknown to me
For I am blinded by you

With just a caress
From your hand
I liquefy upon your chest

With a slight lift
In the corners of your mouth
I soar, having known hope
My days done and filled

With a single word goodbye,
The wind ceases to blow
From this spell, I wake…
Yet I'm…
All just forsaken pieces till
The sight of you resurrects me again…
Then break.





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