Pain
Shoots
From one pump of (the) heart
To another
Dissolves
Into million impulses -
All crying out for you
Rhythm and notes on the keyboard
Fill in the space all around me
Touch, kiss, the spell of your fingers -
In vain -
Imagination gets in the way.
And behind it
Angel is standing
With face
So enlighteningly dark
That my refrain
Fails to reach for the heart
Throwing physical
Longing away
For the sake of the only one,
God given,
Love.
Parting
© Copyright: Виктория Чуварова, 2011
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