Heart of An Angel
My
blood
flows like
river red;
pump by pump, bold thumps,
yearning to find my finger tips;
beating the words of my soul onto fresh white pages,
marked by lines and loops of indigo ink, a perpetual group of thoughts and rages;
music torn apart, a broken heart, her perfect kiss, red lips filled with omniscient bliss, find my _headstone, as my blue eyes cry, pure and azure;
February 15, 2016
Copyright © Sam Jameson | Year Posted 2016
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