Sunday, March 17, 2013

These Lines

Can I capture your breath?
Can I capture the warmth?
Did I put you to an altar?
Saying, mistaking,
thinking and believing?
the naysayers be damned I think.
You are a queen! I think
Or at-least a princess!
And yet nothing remains still.
shall I be able to capture you in these lines?
can you feel the rhythm of these lines?
can you believe what I tried in these lines?
Did you feel I captured your breath within these lines
Did you feel I captured your warmth within these lines

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