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When My Head Defeats My Heart

My lungs like a failing engine
Hug my ribs tingling the need to breathe
Your arms with mine I imagine
Like a train on its trail my body cant stop trembling

Thoughts of you leer back
Forcing reality to puzzle my reasoning
Eloquent silence injects life to my heart
Feeding the obese fear of letting go my sight

Alone with naked words 
Silence crying skiing on threads of icy memories
Weaving a pond for my eyes to bath on
When to search the horizon, our love my ozone

Reasons for my doubts I find
Even the base of my worries
cages of my heart soon to be your prison
A nest where lust and love reside

Like a saint lost between walls of perfect
My bleak present sold per fact
Trapped between your voice and lips
Hanged by the dusty air purified by your presence

Maybe its the way your voice sounds
Or the way my heart pounds when close to yours
Maybe its the thought of your lips on mime
That paralyze me when I have to tell you I love you
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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January 21, 2016 at 10:18 PM
love the write... and awesome last line
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