My Heart Is A Weakened DeviceÂ

My Heart is lonely without your attention—
You who punishes it in ways that aren’t fair,
To have never known your presence
Would be a fate much kinder
Than inheriting your name
As something familiar,
All my breaths are of missing you,
And my soul falters
Beneath this load I bear.
My Heart is a weakened device
Of spirit, soul, body, and mind.
I wish to breathe you,
Inhale your scent, deeply,
Feeling your skin’s surface
As I trace it with my fingertips,
Forming patterns of circular motion,
Dancing around to other parts of you:
Hair, neck, shoulders.
I’ll give anything for a whiff,
To reach out and feel more than just air,
If ever there was a creature as forlorn as I,
I’d bow to her in reverence,
In understanding…
In care.
And Love,
With a path of her own,
Travels to hidden corners
Of my heart, alone—
Places unseen,
I thought to have outgrown,
I lament the day it took me here,
For soon is not soon enough, I fear.
The hands of time
Do not stop my missing you,
I thought you should know
That my love still lies here.Â
My Heart is a weakened device
Of your spirit, soul, body and mind.

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