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you live in half-formed thoughts that hunker in my mindand half-formed words that run for cover
every time i almost find the will to speak.
one half of me believes that i could never
march across this battleground;
the other half is sure that if i did
not even an entire love could heal
the fraction bar that cleaves me at the core.
i've always been improper, i suppose,
so there’s a third half that i cage distrustfully
and only let out late at night
(when its soft growling sounds
suspiciously like purrs).
you see, i can’t allow myself to stroke this beast
that whispers of your warmth
and how your hands must smell of
cinnamon and soap
because i cannot let myself believe
that you and i could ever add up to a whole…
but right now these top-heavy thoughts
can’t put to sleep the hope
that someday you might sum yourself
to all of me.
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Comments: 11
AndanteEcho [2014-08-26 20:24:45 +0000 UTC]
I'm loving the fraction theme (the improper part made me smile)... even though I may or may not know this is about, you described the feeling perfectly. Not horrific at all, beautiful and very relatable.
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chasingcloudbursts In reply to AndanteEcho [2014-08-27 02:10:36 +0000 UTC]
Thanks! And, nope you don't - it's based on a feeling, but not specific to my life.
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boltmason [2014-08-13 18:15:34 +0000 UTC]
Brutal, eloquent and real. I think we have all been there (felt this way). GOOD WORK!
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Kanade-Takasei [2014-08-11 15:52:53 +0000 UTC]
I really like the way you carry the theme all the way through, but bring in so many other beautiful elements, this is a great poem.
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FireFriesian In reply to chasingcloudbursts [2014-08-27 10:12:21 +0000 UTC]
You're welcome.
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