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Calling
As my flesh called for you
My spirit grew weak without you
Like a sleepless child's first night home
The sounds of your blood rushing stops the ringing
The ringing in my ear from corrupted souls
Loving falsely
Falsely loving
It is you who is true
Even with the months spent apart
I felt you tugging on my heart
Your spirit yelling at you to go home
Back to my home
Back to your home
Back to our home
As my flesh called for you
My spirit grew weak without you
On the death bed of love
And you're my IV
My entire life before my eyes
Then there's you
My light
Not the light to the end
But the light to the beginning
Another beginning for you and I
As my flesh called for you
My spirit grew weak without you
But with our hearts within distance
Inner peace has been found
Now my flesh can stop calling for you
While my spirit sits and talks with you
My spirit grew weak without you
Like a sleepless child's first night home
The sounds of your blood rushing stops the ringing
The ringing in my ear from corrupted souls
Loving falsely
Falsely loving
It is you who is true
Even with the months spent apart
I felt you tugging on my heart
Your spirit yelling at you to go home
Back to my home
Back to your home
Back to our home
As my flesh called for you
My spirit grew weak without you
On the death bed of love
And you're my IV
My entire life before my eyes
Then there's you
My light
Not the light to the end
But the light to the beginning
Another beginning for you and I
As my flesh called for you
My spirit grew weak without you
But with our hearts within distance
Inner peace has been found
Now my flesh can stop calling for you
While my spirit sits and talks with you
Published 12th Jul 2017
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14th Nov 2017 7:11pm
It's like you tore out your heart and slapped it on the table...nice
i really liked the lines
"As my flesh called for you
My spirit grew weak without you "
as well as the imagery you've turned up with
"On the death bed of love
And you're my IV "
bravo rainchild__ i'd be proud of this write if i were you and the feelings that flow from it. well penned.
21st Mar 2018 1:16am
A beautiful, heart-felt poem. You really portrayed well the helplessness and need the narrator has for their special someone. It's amazing and also frightening just how much power the person one loves has over them.
Well done!
Well done!
