Repeating the tone of a thumping heart.
Is mine, and because of your eyes.
Or the glare in your eyes when they…
For even a brief period in our time, lock to connect with mine.
The tone, It’s buried beneath the comfort on the surface,
But below the waves of unreachable and forgotten pleasures,
It echoes even with my ears closed down and shut down.
Scanning the arrangements of a one-time shattered hope, for treasure.

Trying to block its hideous and never ending accent.
That burns the inside slowly away.
The burn I so want to escape looms in misted grey.
Close my eyes, cover my eyes, and look down like nothing,
But not today, this day.

You were here and there I was.
Then your there and here I am.
Collide you stubborn unfaithful occasions!
Give in, to what we want! What we deserve! Fate…
Time turned to this, you’re here, and I’m here now.

Time never, please never spread the gates of fate.
And make room for it to be any other way.
Today, and the previous, I prayed for things,
And wished for things to be the same.

Granted is not a word familiar in speech when I chose,
To let the staring others know how life has been.
Recent times have turned a downed soul,
An unforgiving unfaithful uninspired soul,
To the triumphant being I kept covered inside you now know

Telling you to understand, and if you look at me again
I’ll tell you to listen to me again.
I’ll tell you again. Never enough can I tell you again.
Not with vision, or taste, or touch,
Sound is what I need for you to hear.
Listen to the words that only with you, I share.
With no actions, only my voice can caress you’re insides.
Making now your heart bare that tone I’ve felt for the longest time.
Repeating that tone of a thumping heart, it’s now like mine.

It pauses inside you. You’re Heart.
Freeze frame the assembly of miracles that make you work. You’re Insides.
That make you what and who. You Are.
Who fate has you set out to be. With Me.

 
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