My heart explodes.
But not in divine agony
or with one defiant bang.
In pulsing bursts
that are either too heavy
or too light to comprehend.
You squeeze me tighter
to level them into patterns
and restrain the danger you've created.
And somewhere along the way
my brain feels the vibrations
and calls it love.
Mar 10, 2013
Mar 10, 2013 at 6:39 PM UTC
My heart explodes.
But not in divine agony
or with one defiant bang.
In pulsing bursts
that are either too heavy
or too light to comprehend.
You squeeze me tighter
to level them into patterns
and restrain the danger you've created.
And somewhere along the way
my brain feels the vibrations
and calls it love.
