Friday, April 14, 2017

Your Knife

you look so brave wielding that knife, love,
i was impressed
(as i always am)
until you sliced my heart in two,
removing yourself in the process.
(did you do it on purpose, love?)
i don't think you did
because i saw the look in your eyes
(i gave you that look too -
did it scare you, love?)
your look terrified my heart, love
it beat against its cage
pounding and fluttering
in all the worst ways
in all the best ways
and now my soul is wounded.
and the only balm that will help it is
your kiss. 

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