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Breath Control
Breathe In...
My ears have been ringing for days
synapses frayed
sleep delayed
mind trying to persuade me to just... give in.
Uncertainty painted, brush dipped in the sin of my essence, for any moment of His presence I might be blessed with feels like an eternity between... aching offering on trembling fingers, to be painted in such a way that is pleasing to Him
But Who could accept such an imperfect vessel?
Beating heart throbs in my head, pounding a rhythm that quickens and slows, directly correlated to how near I am.
Not near to Him, but near to the idea of Him - to the thought of Him.
Nearer to the desire to simply fall free and remain here indefinitely.
Close enough to the fire to feel its warmth - but not close enough to be burned just yet.
I can't speak.
Tongue tied in vicious knots, a tricky ploy from the Universe that seeks to destroy everything before me in a single moment...
I don't know if I can bear to watch it fall away.
Choked out words of incomplete confession, an ache for progression, taken as possession solely at His discretion...
Why can't I breathe?
Why do these thoughts begin to consume me?
Oh...
Breathe Out...
My ears have been ringing for days
synapses frayed
sleep delayed
mind trying to persuade me to just... give in.
Uncertainty painted, brush dipped in the sin of my essence, for any moment of His presence I might be blessed with feels like an eternity between... aching offering on trembling fingers, to be painted in such a way that is pleasing to Him
But Who could accept such an imperfect vessel?
Beating heart throbs in my head, pounding a rhythm that quickens and slows, directly correlated to how near I am.
Not near to Him, but near to the idea of Him - to the thought of Him.
Nearer to the desire to simply fall free and remain here indefinitely.
Close enough to the fire to feel its warmth - but not close enough to be burned just yet.
I can't speak.
Tongue tied in vicious knots, a tricky ploy from the Universe that seeks to destroy everything before me in a single moment...
I don't know if I can bear to watch it fall away.
Choked out words of incomplete confession, an ache for progression, taken as possession solely at His discretion...
Why can't I breathe?
Why do these thoughts begin to consume me?
Oh...
Breathe Out...
Published 16th Jul 2019
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16th Jul 2019 1:39pm
Its a great write lasse. Youve got a stronger pen than I so i really cant give advice
18th Jul 2019 11:35am
16th Jul 2019 3:15pm
18th Jul 2019 11:35am
Coming from you, that means a lot! Your poems were some of the first i read in the #BDSM over here... so pardon my fangirling.
18th Jul 2019 9:41pm
16th Jul 2019 8:59pm
Welcome to the DU!
Thank you for sharing your words.
I really enjoyed your poem and found it a rather bold start.
Write on dear poet
Al
Thank you for sharing your words.
I really enjoyed your poem and found it a rather bold start.
Write on dear poet
Al
18th Jul 2019 11:36am
Thank you for such a warm welcome!
For me, it wasn't a first poem, but it is one of my favorites, so it was one of the first i showed here.
For me, it wasn't a first poem, but it is one of my favorites, so it was one of the first i showed here.
21st Jul 2019 10:17pm
Beautifully penned! The whisper of breath could almost be heard through the silent space of each word.
If you haven't yet I recommend you stop by Naajir page, I think you might enjoy what he offers up for our viewing pleasure.
Welcome to DP Kiera!
If you haven't yet I recommend you stop by Naajir page, I think you might enjoy what he offers up for our viewing pleasure.
Welcome to DP Kiera!
