#pulsate
*I can hear its voice,
It is pulsating, yet so soft.
I apprehend the message,
It calls out to me and You.
It will be hard, I know,
But I have to go through the passage,
And allow myself to be vulnerable,
To experience feelings anew.*
Jun 1, 2015
Jun 1, 2015 at 3:34 AM UTC
I would trust a word,
only when I could
go beyond it's
crusty outer shell,
fleshy girth, as well
and feel the heart
pulsating, making
red blood coursing
through the veins
speaking earnest truth
as heart beats,
what makes all words
other than this one
redundant, for that
moment in time,
stops my heart
with wonder,happiness
grief or ebullience
or many a other shades
when I intimately
knows that word.
Jun 5, 2017
Jun 5, 2017 at 7:16 AM UTC