Living a miniature world
Where you think is Impeccable
But it’s chilling waking up
From the ignorance of it
That its all been a dream
Perfection is in the head
Not a reality
Living a miniature world
Where you think is Impeccable
But it’s chilling waking up
From the ignorance of it
That its all been a dream
Perfection is in the head
Not a reality
Blossoming into the Eden
Taking you into paradise
Where you do not know
No full understanding
Expectations of the union
I will teach you
You will learn gradually
What tickles my heart
What your love does to me
How to turn it into fulfillment
I will teach you
Your eyes I adore
They speak into my heart
Love me they say
I will learn to fulfill your desires
I will love you with my life.
This heart warming poem written by Lyjrj made me feel some tentacles pinging in my skin. Love activates emotions in our heart that we really can’t explain Enjoy!
My heart,
Transparent like a glass,
See through my innocent soul.
Trying to pave through my heart?
Tender as it is?
Do you not see?
that mounting on my heart,
shatters me,
to bits and pieces too tiny,
cannot be put back into shape.
Can be shaped back together?
How?
Will it be the same again?
Same way it was before?
Or stronger?
Like starting all over again?
Why then treat heart that way?
When all you have to do,
is to tread with care,
not break heart into pieces,
care for heart as you care for your life.
This post is in response to one word prompt. Glass.