Her Soul, My Heart

Love is a deceitful illusion that we all come to enjoy.

A space,

In between the rifts of time,

Laid her soul so bare,

That could not be bind.

 

I stared in angst, at the woman of my dreams,

As she looked blankly back, with a glossy gleam.

Her eyes so lucid, yet they were, so real,

Mocking my incompetence, I could do nothing but feel.

 

Her soul beckoned me closer, knowing I could never reach it.

It was closer I went, falling into and endless pit.

And abyss so shallow, compared to her soul,

And incessant fall, it felt so droll.

 

Farther and farther I fell into the abyss’ stomach,

Losing sight of her soul, which I promised to fix.

And inane promise was what she entailed,

It was only my life that became derailed.

 

A space in between the rifts of worlds,

Laid her soul so cold,

No one could ever reach it,

Not even the bold.

 

A smile flickered across my lips,

As I lost sight of her soul, something I couldn't fix.

A smile of sorrow nestled its way on my vacant face,

My heart was what she stole, and tore apart from my soul.

 

 

 

Reviews

[NA]

I loved this...reaching out to mend a soul only to have yours torn away...beautifully done...enjoyed :)

[Soma-ko]

Thank you, and I'm so glad you liked it.

[Shy_muse]

This was beautiful! Thank you for sharing