in stark light
felt
more than seen
never far
never close enough
thoughts
aged and worn
taken
out of context
a heart...
long dead and forgotten
I want to...
hold the hand that holds my heart
taste the lips that whisper my name
touch the skin that makes me hunger
know the heart that stole my breath
you kissed me hard
made love to my soul
screamed my name
turned me inside out
in the most perfect way
I (need ~ want ~ beg) you to feel this badly bruised but still-beating heart
it's yours now
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