Vault of Thoughts

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic

A spirit is a multi layered labyrinth. Few exceptional souls, who dare to try, may find the true keys.

If I wrote stories for you;
Would you read them?
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Small, dark, and obscure;
Would you see them?
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My feelings
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How they glow,
all alone,
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just for you.
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Like a star,
shining out,
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through the fog,
in my mind.
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Hopes racing by,
I'm behind.
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Would you hear them?
Softly spoken whispers on your ear now.
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Would you sense them?
Words racing through your mind,
I'm a scribe.
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Painting pictures
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of snow covered yards; sunset beaches.
Can you feel it?
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My hand pressed to yours;
Lets get closer.
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Lips.
just amiss;
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breathing mingles.
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Warm on the skin;
body tingles
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Hearts beating fast;
can't go back.
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rushing forward.
Our galaxies collide;
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Supernova
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Lights,
in my eyes,
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going blind.
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Back,
down to earth.
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Sun is shining.
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You turn your back;
walk away.
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This moments gone,
so are you.
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Here I sit.
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Curse my gentle smile
I'm on fire.
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My thirsty lips,
pursed in spite,
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form a seal.
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to the vault,
of all my thoughts,
you'll never see.


Submitted: November 21, 2020

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