Saturday, 2 December 2023

Tiptoe

 


You tiptoed

across my heart strings,

bare foot,

soft skin

balancing

on tender

frayed

threading.

The vibrations ripple,

tickling awake

my once dormant heart.

I feel the treat of dancing stars,

twinkling to share this new start.

 

The shrill sound of songbirds,

Singing songs to the sky

of a flower that is budding,

and will blossom in time.

Your fingers entwine with mine

and we wrap our roots together.

Twisted hungry vines, 

pulses flow between

like a chorus along a telephone line.

 

Feel that surge flow through us,

like electric currents through

fairy lights of love.

Making us glare, brighter

than the moon sat shyly miles above.

That look in those searching eyes,

staring deep inside, trying to pry apart

the very atoms of my mind.

So, I open my blinds, let you wander in,

this world of mine is not used to much company,

but it is cosy, and the seating is comfy.

So, pull up a chair,

and what's mine, ill share.

 

Our minds connect,

like two pieces of a small jigsaw,

As I feel you dancing

twinkle toed across my synapses.

I am given a brief look

into the worlds that flow

through your mind corridors

and I want what I saw. I want to explore

the world in your head.

A world painted

in so much colour,

when mine is just shades of blue and red.

So, take me where you go

Show me what you see,

I won't ever let go,

if you'll promise to keep a hold of me.

 

 

 

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Kyle

 

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