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Jan 2013
Is it the sound of your voice that makes me tremble,
or the thought of hearing it.
the way it makes the ground rumble,
working its way up until it reaches the arch of my feet where it traces every vein in detail.
continues to travel up my legs where I can feel it in my bones,
my knees get weak when your sound hits them.
Once it’s done it feels like someone lit a match inside my stomach,
the voice,
your voice,
it spreads like wildfire in my chest,
consuming,
breaking,
feeding on my love for you.
It grows inside of me and when it does my love grows too.
But I know that there will be a point when your voice will consume me.
When it will be too much for my heart to handle and it will take over.
A place where my weakness will be nothing but a simple hello, then the fire starts.
This fire will be too much for me to handle in the future, I cannot let you burn me forever.
But if you have this affect on me,
do I burn you? will I consume you?
Or should I turn around and put out the flames, before I become trapped inside them.
Kissesforsilverscreens
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Kissesforsilverscreens  The Big Apple
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