Heal my heavy heart
Wound round my neck
And made of lead.
Fill my heart with warmth,
‘Till brimming full
It glows with red.
Cup my heart
In your strong hands,
And tell me that it’s
Worth the sand
That trickles from
This hour-glass;
‘Til beating fast
It knows once more
The kiss of light
That makes it bleed,
With need,
Desire
And lustful seed.
Restart this aching
Chest of mine,
With soothing words
Of touch sublime.
Release, rekindle
Love’s strong truth
So that I can lay
Here close to you.
Your pulse beside
My pulse; inside
My skin, my flesh
My bones.
Pinned against
This mortal wall
‘Til I submit
My primal call;
A lightning charge
Discharged and freed
Electrifying; breathless
Lead me speechless
Restless, chasing
Speed; the dawn
Rising neath
Midnight’s cloak,
Soaked with all
Misdeeds revoked.
Diary of a Person Being Human 
Greetings from the professor. Enjoyed the poem and introspect!
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Thank you!
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Oh, go ‘head. girl! This is meant to be read aloud. I can feel you, flowing like high tide.
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Maybe I should do a Vlog of this…
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I was thinking that.
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You just seem to know when I’m here don’t you? 🙂
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Heh.
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I just this minute got home.
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Look whose talking.
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🙂
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Who’s. Just wanted to establish I knew that.
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I’m glad you did…
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Reblogged this on onlyonehadi.
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