Kindred Strangers

How long has your beautiful soul been wandering the great unknown?
Out of nowhere your kind heart has taken hold of mine. 
Somewhere beyond the starry night you reside.
Can you feel the overwhelming tension creep up as you sleep?
In between cold sheets I am choked by the feeling until I am wide awake longing in the dark
I ask myself
How can you miss a stranger? 
Abusrd to even suggest an idea 
But this is more than just an ache in my heart
My entire chest is on fire
You've taken the numb from my hollow being and ignited quite the flame.
Like air to my lungs
I think I need you.
The thought of you is a scandalous vision,
An illusion of hope.
Why am I drawn to you in such a way I find myself unable to describe?
Is all that I feel a fictional reality in my head? 
What a bitter aftertaste that would be. 
Even still, it seems you've left your mark on me. 

 

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Vautaw

Tue 8th Sep 2020 21:40

Energy is real, you have captured it perfectly here. ❤️

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John Marks

Fri 4th Sep 2020 14:36

A telling poem: confessional and absorbing.

I almost wish we were butterflies and liv'd but three summer days - three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain.

John Keats, Bright Star: Love Letters and Poems of John Keats to Fanny Brawne

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Paul Sayer

Fri 4th Sep 2020 10:58

This is superb -J.

The reality that real and unreal is as real as it gets.

Such an absorbing intimate poem.

Paul.

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