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Some how, sweetly, you cross my mind.

Some how, sweetly, our lips meet.

I have never known any like you.

 

I find you in my sheets.

Your hands searching me for comfort,

For life.

Find my heart beat.

Prove to me that I am alive.

 

Tell me:

This is no dream.

 

What they have said before is lies,

I am not broken.

Here I am,

Whole for you.

My heart, my body,

Whole for you.

 

You whisper:

I feel your heart beat

I hold you tighter.

You whisper:

I feel your heart

 

I am not broken.

Here I lie.

I lie.

Whole for you.

 

Reviews

[Brad Baum]

Really enjoyed reading this. The entire write is just full of raw emotion. I like the repeated use of "whole for you". That line certainly holds some power in the poem, and drives it in a way. The last stanza is truly fantastic. So concise and jagged, almost to simplistic to work in relation to the amount of emotion that leaks through. And yet, it works. Great write, will be sure to read more of your work.

[Champagne]

A very tender piece - I like the sweetness in the tone.

'Tell me:
This is no dream.'

Nicely done.

[Amy Vaughn]

I love the last stanza the most. I keep trying to remember what poet your writing style reminds me of.. I will have to get back to you on that.