In Your HandsA Poem by Corrupthoughts
Written for my love
I've given up trying to find the words
to the paradise you've opened up
and the light you've brought.
I've given up trying to slow this down,
for these emotions are like a freight train,
and you make me forget how to breathe.
I've given up trying to understand
how my heart can beat like this and still stand strong,
or how my eyes continue to hold back this sting.
You make me cry in gratitude and euphoria.
My stomach tightens, my soul aches
when I see your self hate.
My heart stops, my ears pop
when I see you stare at me like you do.
My knees grow weak, my tongue becomes tied
when I feel your sweet touch glide.
My head rests on your chest,
while your hand runs through my hair;
I've never felt safer.
As we grow, as we evolve,
know that I will still care for you so.
Know that I will stand by your side
to guide you when lost and heal when hurt.
Know that when we're entwined;
I'd sell the world for you.
Just remember what you have;
my heart in your hands.
© 2011 Corrupthoughts
AboutI am 22 and have been writing for as long as I can recall and still have withered poems from times that memory fails me. I am free spirited, open minded and loud mouthed. I will study anything that sp.. more..
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