Whispers

by Sylent1   Jan 14, 2007


With outstretched arms love is measured.
With broken skin love proves itself.
A steady gaze is upon my beautiful disaster.
Where doest thou lead my heart my love?
My soul is wooed in infinite directions.
That familiar voice is blaring in my brain.
Do you hear loves siren song scream our names?
Study my mechanics and don’t turn your face.
I need you in the midst of my reckless pace.
Forsake me not in my hour of reckoning.
Abide with me now and eternally.
You are the hunter that silently seeks me out.
You are the predator and I your prey.
With outstretched arms love is measured.
With broken skin love proves itself.
Every word is captured and attains your attention.
Every thought measured beneath your gaze.

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