Moving and engaging
Deep in the Cavern of my chest
Waves crash against my rib cage
Screaming to be free. Tides push
and pull the waves, smashing them
Against the walls of my heart,
That black organ refuses to yield,
And the waves are trapped,
Frothing and Bubbling inside.
Sometimes when I look at you
The ocean calms, the sea’s rage
steadies, and I can feel it
Beating. You don’t know I
Exist, and when out eyes disconnect
the current drags me under again.
When I leave the room, you
Will never think of me again, but
The battling waves won’t let
Me forget you, what you’ve
Done for me. If I could be yours
My heart would stop fighting so
Hard, and the salty waters of
My emotions would cease to
Shriek in my chest, vibrating
Against my ribs and drowning
My lungs. If you could be mine
We would create worlds…
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