Her Heart Softly Beats Within

For the creative poetry group!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Feet glide upon freedom,

eyes scan a world that is new.

The garrote left fear,

leaving her vulnerable to life.

His laughter dances like raindrops,

and tears make themselves known as she steps out,

cushioned by dangling thoughts.

 

Voices vibrate into whispering wind,

and she shudders at how different

emotions feel in the early misty morning.

There's a copious of memories

blooming in vivid colors.

Standing tall she blindly searches,

trying to break through insecure mirrors

that make her want to turn and go back.

 

Her cleavage breathes in victory,

but amorous passion for him

wanders through her weightless body.

She lays a hand upon her chest,

and realizes she is nothing without him.

Freedom is slipping away,

for her heart softly beats within

his chest.

Locked away forever.

 

 

Author's Note

Tell me what you think!

Reviews

[Brad]

"Her cleavage breathes in victory,

but amorous passion for him

wanders through her weightless body.

She lays a hand upon her chest,"

-umm....is it getting hot in here?

[Thea]

This is totally remarkable...Very beautifully penned with great skills.
Well done!
:)))

[Tina Kline]

Very beautiful and very romantic. I love this!

[SoulCrusader (Yas)]

Exceptionally penned!!

[?]

Beautiful and well penned ... I agree very enchanting

Im feeling this...

She lays a hand upon her chest,
and realizes she is nothing without him.
Freedom is slipping away,
for her heart softly beats within
his chest.
Locked away forever.

[*~*Butterfly Kisses*~*]

Beautifully penned, and enchanting write. Nicely done!

[Cassie Fraga]

yes.... locked inside another... yes I understand to the fullest!!! this was a well expressed piece and I appreciate the depth in it!! awesome write!!
**tips my lyrical wand to you**

[Cascara (aka Sprint Goe..]

i enjoy the passion!

[Raven Starhawk]

I stop here and read this because I always know you pen something enchanting. The weave of this write makes me sit a while to process the awe and enlightenment of every line. At the same time I find myself typing explanations I have used before and surely you have grown tired of, but I do love this write.