I am hunting my wayward heart.
I can feel that steady drum beat,
Following the ruby river
With fingertips like bloodhounds,
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'Love is a machete Slashing on both sides - As you fall into love, And as you fall out - All the time while under its spell We are like sleepwalkers Balancing on the single edge That does not cut.' But Lillian, Do you know? It's wise not to wake up While sleepwalking. Regards Naseer
hi lillian...beautiful poetry Love is a machete Slashing on both sides - dont say it to a couple on the go....they'll both train at you... ;) youth has its own compulsions very nice cheers
yet again and again we seek the pain....for without it is a numbness that kills....
A superb metaphor for the pain of passion. The closing simile is perfect. I'm going to have those words of wisdom tattooed onto my heart - when I catch it that is! ! S ;)
Lilian, I agree with Naseer, keep on sleepwalking, love is what makes us feel life. Thanks for sharing this poem. A.