You know my heart,
the hallways and corridors.
You walked through touching
the walls,
touching my lust and melancholy,
my addiction and joy.
You know my heart,
how it beats to your touch,
how it dances around your moon.
You have heard the thunder
of my heart,
the rivers of my veins pulsating
as you swam through them,
floating lost in the shadows,
familiar with the fears.
You know my heart,
it beats to your touch,
it climbs to meet you,
it holds you close.
Someone to know it that well sure is swell
ReplyDeleteSounds like not only do they know your heart,
ReplyDeletebut your heart knows them quite well too - there is a nice
implied intimacy between you in this.
A lovely and true poem. Thank your for sharing it with us
ReplyDeleteALOHA
ComfortSpiral
=^..^=
Passion and intimacy glow in these words. Thanks for sharing, Ayala.
ReplyDeleteWow,I love the weather references and the tenderness, too~
ReplyDeleteNice when someone knows your heart that deeply. This is a great expression of love. Enjoyed reading this so much.
ReplyDeleteHow lovely and my favorite are these lines:
ReplyDeleteYou know my heart,
it beats to your touch,
Have a good weekend Ayala ~
I'd say this is love, Ayala. What a lovely poem!
ReplyDeleteOh.. ALL Flavors of
ReplyDeleteUnconditional Love
takes practice..
dedication..
effort..
of
LOVE..
all worth IT
then and NOW..:)
a most intimate poem
ReplyDeleteI love the idea of a heart having hallways and corridors..to know all those hidden places is indeed love
ReplyDeleteThis is how love can be a symbiosis.. hearts connected through those bloodstream joys.. those are the ways we walk.
ReplyDeleteRight in the target - a heart! Your words describe the deep feelings...longing
ReplyDeletethere's a beautiful intimacy and closeness in this... precious if the other knows us so well...
ReplyDeleteThis is so full of love ... beautiful :-)
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