On the edge
of right and wrong
Stands silence in the throng-
held tightly in your breath
smoke softly through your chest.
The heart beats fast
knowing it musn’t have-
but wanting it so much.
To hold this view- this view of you
will have to last,
Eternal.
Such beautiful words
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Oh, thank you so much Jess. Thank you for reading and taking the time to comment 🙂
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