Thursday, 31 October 2013

Your dying heart

Your dying heart has caved in ,
in to the gorge of my swallowing pain,
your dying heart has caved in today.
The beat at its thump in my chest,
the blood as it froze in my breast,
time was your trusted test,
it gave in today.

Your dying heart has caved in today
into a gorge of my swallowing pain,
there's a river I say I know
it floods the rocks, then storming its way.
and discreetly still it does flow,
off the land of  mortals,
secretly it paved in today.

Your dying heart caved in today,
into a gorge of my swallowing pain
You dark befallen darkness I curse
You shard of glass you broken ceramic
I cut on you my bones and veins
and they crushed and whirled in to the drain,
of your deep sinking rabbit hole.
and then your dying heart caved in with them.

What is left of me I wonder,
I was long dead and now I am plundered
of that dying heart that caved in today.
now,there is no gorge of swallowing pain.
My dying love is still dying.


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