Tuesday, February 28, 2006

The Brink Of Tears

Heart beating.
Blood trickling, tickling, tinkling, pumping,
Flowing, moving, heating up, and tensing.
An eternity in a moment,
The space in an emotion,
Lost, gone, closed.
You hold not my heart but my life.
Still, unmoving, breathing.
My face against your love.
No shield, no barrier, but fear,
Lifted, facing its gnawing jaws.
I'll jump the void,
Filled with the brink of tears.
The heat, the fears,
Closed, unseeing, feeling, and embracing.
Within a drop, the utmost vow.
The words unuttered,
The courage mustered.
Just hold me,
Frozen, broken, healing,
Tearing,
Spoken.

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