December 19, 2013

My heart breaks 
And then it breaks and I drop it 
And then I pick it up and then I drop it and then
There you are standing in my face with my heart in your hands
My body's engine caged in between your bloody fingers and there we are
White hot heat in flesh
I stood back as I watched our souls scream in silence and at that moment I knew,
I'd drop my heart a thousand times if I could live in this white hot heat with you.


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