Monday, March 7, 2011

My Heart Beating

My thoughts were fluttering about without
purpose, sad little birds with nowhere to
perch, all the love and warmth I felt in my
heart before had gone

I did not have the strength of conviction left,
could not recall your voice, could not see
anything worthy of a dream, I was growing
cold inside – then you came

And spoke the words that mean everything
to me: Did I tell you how much I love you?
Your started my heart beating again, and
when you added

I would want to crush you in my arms today,
my feelings woke up and I became me again
the fear of not seeing you, leaving, shedding
the cloak of doubt

The fear that I was dead inside, lifting as I
came alive and new vigour filled my whole
being, you brought life back to me with the
only words that set me free

From fear of turning into stone –
I love you…

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