Wednesday 18 November 2015

Pulse

Inspiring her to drop it all
right there in front of him
left his lonely mind
isolated and wondering

Absolutely conscious
of all he knew
all he ever wanted
was a glimpse of her shoe

Ankles that wore
her tattoo well
perfect leg position
who could tell

Cigarette smoke
blew into the night air
strangers who had
crossed paths
 no one to judge them
no one to care

Eyes that devoured
flickering lights
mouth watering thoughts
hearts free
like kites

Smiles that awaken
something buried inside
no need to run
to need to hide

Chances that fall
like a deck of cards
gambling with
the cords of the heart

Pulling strings
making music together
muscles of excitement
ride the stormy weather


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