the heart of me

poetical sounds

even if it won’t, in some ways
the tunnels shall open and create
a path past perfect to attach
myself as this silk gossamer unto
you… your thoughts, they waver
some, ephemeral though i seem to
come in and out of such a dark
place; and still i must persevere,
with every lasting feat i must
defeat the nervousness from this
coy tongue, even if words mimic
the sound of air, this confession
is nothing short of empty for the
heart of me is quite full and ready

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About mr gahon

poet... writer... culinarian... i like to work with food that appeals to the senses, write words that taste even better View all posts by mr gahon

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