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Jun 2017
It started as 21 questions.
We'd ask each other what we were afraid to speak openly

We admit we're not great at relationships
but don't understand that in that moment,
we created a surging bond between our two hearts.

Your touch was like fire,
mine ice.

Our kisses never soft
Your lips penetrated the deepest parts of my soul
Your brown eyes sparkled with desire

You took a part of me
Physically and emotionally

As I was suddenly finding myself falling
You were on a different cloud,
visiting another angel.

You saw me, rib cage open
Heart hopeful

So you took your bow and arrow,
and shot me out of the sky.

In your arms I lay bleeding.
You whisper you love me,

as your arrow take away your part of me,
draining this void you once began to fill.

Tears leave my eyes as you gently place a kiss on my forehead,
sending my body back up to the skies.

But now I continue to float endlessly.
Watching my surroundings change,
fill with clouds and spaces of air

but inside,
I feel empty, unmoving.

I thought my life was a book,
one people wanted to read and

maybe find a new way of life.
A happier way of life.

But now it seems,
my life is an acoustic song,
only filled with tragedies.
A.S.
Wolfey
Written by
Wolfey  America
(America)   
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