-love- Sick
I am listening to your heartbeat
As I lay my head gently upon your breast
My throbbing emotions
Within keeping time with it’s every beat.
As I listen to your life’s blood
Pass through your body
I imagine each corpuscle
Is filled with a tiny bit of my love
As it courses through your veins
To infect every part of your body
Like a disease
Until it finally reaches your brain
Where it is slowly absorbed into each cell
So that your every thought
Is now only of my love.
Copyright © Thomas King | Year Posted 2014
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