Guest Heart Like A Hole Posted March 6, 2002 Report Share Posted March 6, 2002 my heart is curled around itself the bloody petals which hide all seeds from the light my eyes are closed i do not open i am not a blossom and my hands are deeper than all the roses my lips are sealed and do not bend with smile or frown neither afflicted my mouth never reveals my shards of teeth my tongue never betrays my secrecy ......yet.....and yet....... something about you your means and manners your humble beginning which has no end... i am moved by you there is a song in your presence and i sway to the melody that has pierced me so twitching each part of my flower-heart opens, curling out, toward the sky for your eyes and there is something in your voice deeper than all the roses and my lips curve to greet you as my eyes flutter anew sight is granted and all i can see is the glory of you pure as snow and tall like a sun you whisper my name and i am suddenly a garden opening and curling, curving, yearning to flutter near the ecstasy of your rose-deep hands you smile and i am a garden my heart the most stubborn flower that comes undone you sing and i sway deeper and truer than all the roses that have ever been moved by you Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ozymandias Posted March 6, 2002 Report Share Posted March 6, 2002 There's no music, but I can feel it. Amazing. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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