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Fractuted

My heart, my soul

fractured as glass

each shard a vision

showing past present and future

a total view of emotions

tumultuous as the ocean

each thought a current

rippling away in a thousand others

jubilation and sorrows of before;

dreams, passions for ahead;

of paths not taken

and the ones I have yet to tread.

Two halves of me

Two roads that I might travel

One path in the Sun

walking where all can see

love and promises kept

righteous and upright

I stand at the end

faithful to the last

the word of my vows

in my heart held tight.

Another a path before me lay

far seeing in moonlight

in the embrace of darkness

the other half thrives

the wild me, that wants to play

seeking to quench

knowledge, thirst, hunger

these things sated

in the dark,

a ravaging, burning heart

knowledge of her

every inch under my fingers

caressing, holding, pure touch

thirsting for her

to taste her lips,

to drink of her scent

that hunger inside my beating heart

two wolves fighting

a war within

both savage and fierce

sharp as a blades of glass

one of which

is destined to pierce

this fractured heart of mine

-Sean Elliott

29. Juli 2021 12:23 0 Bericht Einbetten Follow einer Story
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Sean Elliot I write mostly because and about my Starlight, a person very close to me and something more. The twin of my own soul. I write mostly poetry, but also some short stories.

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