Unleash

Between the lines of you and I,
of where I start, you end.
What I have in me, my mind
creates our love's descent. 

For words never reveal, in truth, their depth,
hidden riddles in Love's old tongue.
But all the lies I've come to pray,
to close and sad have clung.

The days grow fowl, as I disconnect,
pouring emotionless tears from sin,
murder me through dead head thoughts,
believing all the speaks 'give in'.

Can you find me still?
hidden far under this darkened rain.
Or will you take Love's suicide,
and carry on your broken chain?

Try to escape the chains of past,
my heart's been poisoned it seems,
kept alive by fear's illustrious hold,
and tortured through my dreams.

But who am I to question fate,
or the unearthly pull you tie,
for every time you look away,
more of me too shall die.

All these things go left unheard,
shut up by the things unseen.
close tight this book before it burns,
one kiss, one touch, is all that comes between.

Simply put, control me,
breath in all we can become,
This love must take my everything, 
before my mind unleashes numb.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Agustin Avatar
April 23, 2026 at 7:32 PM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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March 12, 2016 at 11:21 AM
awesome poem, Ali... enjoyed. LINDA
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July 21, 2015 at 4:39 PM
ALI, Stopped by to say hello, I enjoyed reading your poem today. FOREVER <3 SKAT"
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