Rush of Air

A Poem by Beatrice Mars

I was never sure,

But this is

What I dreamt

A nightmare would

Be like;

(The rush

Of air

Before your

Fist reaches

Me)

The beating of my heart

And you,

Beating my

Dreams.

© 2011 Beatrice Mars

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Added on June 8, 2011
Last Updated on June 8, 2011

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Beatrice Mars

United Kingdom

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I'm an 19 year old girl. Of all the souls that stand create I have elected one. When sense from spirit files away, And subterfuge is done; When that which is and that which was Apart, intr.. more..

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