Strangle. Choke. Hold.

~

her eyes

are the color

of faraway love,

that drip

like the honey of

melancholy

and

the sadness

of summers past

and memories exhausted,

of all things lost and forgotten

~

she whispers words,

to herself and to her shadow

that slither and skid

escaping her minds’

imprisonment,

~

wishing

they could bridge

the

         miles

             and

   the

spaces

while

the distance resonates

through the hollows

of her bones

and

the slickness of her veins

~

her heart,

it beats,

it throbs,

a pulsating mass of longing

filled with

desire left wanting,

mixed with the

plasma of secrets

left to fall

unto deaf ears.

~

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7 responses to “Strangle. Choke. Hold.

    • haha. thanks rhea. trust you to be super observant. 🙂 the funny thing is, i didnt notice until you brought it up! 🙂 haha. you really are artsy, thanks for the comment! 🙂

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