Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Random Heart-Speak: Stuck

I liken you to the North Star, guiding my soul to depths untold
Unfolding like a portrait accented with a frame of platinum I long to behold in the shadows like a weak man wishing he could be strong
Clutching my chest at the thought of just ingesting your fragrance
Sweet tangerines dipped in jasmine
Not for my consumption
Not with the assumption I can taste of your sacred fruit unless you allow me to venture into the depths of your sacred garden
Desiring a pardon from the mental hell that swells to the highest degree of Fahrenheit

This piece will be available in its entirety in my forthcoming book, “HeartSpeak- Volume I”.
Stay tuned…

Lo ‘SpokenHeart’ Keys

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