Friday, July 11, 2014

your heart is beating under my hand
the thumping
the breath

it races
and i think of
the disconnect
the space between what i see
and what your heart is
telling me

after, i think you
hear my beats
they are drumming so loud
and you laugh and
i turn away blush
smile
into the dark

i am fluttering.
but happily so


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