with the right touch of shyness
and kindness
that rushes through my brain
as well as your brain
we found each other
nothing seems to be impossible
every night
before i go to sleep
i ask myself
why the hesitation
what paused me to be loved?
that kind of synchronicity
if it exists
between two hearts
why "what-ifs" and tons of question marks?
if there's anything left
it's an uncanny complicity
of ecstasy
in my bloodstream
cause i have two palpitating hearts
cause i took yours in me.
Nov 6, 2014
Nov 6, 2014 at 3:07 PM UTC
with the right touch of shyness
and kindness
that rushes through my brain
as well as your brain
we found each other
nothing seems to be impossible
every night
before i go to sleep
i ask myself
why the hesitation
what paused me to be loved?
that kind of synchronicity
if it exists
between two hearts
why "what-ifs" and tons of question marks?
if there's anything left
it's an uncanny complicity
of ecstasy
in my bloodstream
cause i have two palpitating hearts
cause i took yours in me.
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