Poetry

Perhaps? Maybe…

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Perhaps I could burrow your hands
to caress me lovingly,
to untangle these knots in my shoulders
that suddenly plague me.

Maybe I could burrow your lips
to kiss me tenderly,
from the nape of my neck, down my back,
and wherever else you please.

Perhaps I could burrow you ears
to listen to my heart beat,
to the rhythm that only we know,
to the tune that is oh so sweet.

Maybe I could burrow your heart
and keep it here close to mine,
to make me feel complete,
from now til the end of time.

Perhaps? Maybe…

 


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Image source: Google images
Contents compiled: April 2 2017
Originally published: April 3 2017
Copyright © 2016 Inner Ramblings Boulevard


Poetry, Short Stories

Meant to be

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One day I said
a pray of pain,
asking God, from my heart,
to erase your name.

Instead, I was consumed
with so much love,
the feelings I’ve tried to avoid
have doubled somehow.

Is this some weird test,
to make me crazy?
Or am I trying to fight
something that was meant to be.

Eventually time will tell
I suppose,
but for right now
Only God knows…

 


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Image source: Google images
Contents compiled: March 30 2017
Originally published: March 31 2017
Copyright © 2016 Inner Ramblings Boulevard