He Is More Than a Hero
HE is a god in MY EYES-
the man who is allowed
to sit beside you-he
who listens intimately
to the sweet murmur of
your voice, the enticing
laughter that makes my own
heart beat fast. If I meet
you suddenly , I can 't
speak- My tongue is broken;
a thin flame runs under
my skin; seeing nothing;
hearing only my own ears
drumming; I drip with sweat;
trembling shakes my body;
and I turn paler
dry grass. At such times
death isn't far from me.
Copyright © Kasondra Williams | Year Posted 2006
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