Thursday, December 8, 2011

The Blind Fury of Love

Watching you sleep, in my arms, it pains my core to let you go away. Your breath on my neck smells like a lost heaven, brings me back to life. The strength of your arms, the warmth of your embrace, the simplicity of your love have only engulfed me and left me intoxicated. The truth in these eyes can conquer many hearts, can break even more. The stillness beside me makes life flow within me.
The delay sparked by greed makes me wanna hastily find the unknown profound. Find the missing link. The real meaning because I've been made oblivious by selfish choices.
The TV has nothing on its screen, like the faces of people who've come and gone.
The blades of the fan keep rotating, never stop, like the love along with anguishing pain.
As you lie beside me, I wanna shut my eyes too, and dream. Not of the euphoric heaven or the boundless love. I wanna be trapped in fury that's devastating, only with hope, that you'll wake up and save me.

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