I am wholly divided. My thoughts march through love’s waltz. My heart taps in an ungraceful pirouette. Seems my body’s desires are always getting in the way. My skin tingles with the threat of pain, my lips quiver under the soft kiss of his throbbing lullaby. I remain parched as I pray in the rain. My scars are walls I’ve never seen. My heartaches creep into the rolling credits of every dream. Take your time, explore every pipeline into my soul’s dark desperation. Your presence is the beginning of my completion.
©06/2019
Whiskey Tales and Spells 
I love your imagery and phrases you used. Well done. 🙂
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Thank you so much, Walt.
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You’re very welcome. I enjoyed it. 🙂💛
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Beautiful pen…
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Thank you.
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I think this stream of consciousness styled pieced do wonders for you.
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It seems to be the best way for me to bypass my emotional filters.
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Love every bit of this, especially the last two lines.
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Thank you. The words poured last night and I let the pen guide them home.
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Sometimes that’s what you need to do. Stop thinking and trust the words know their way, guided by the pen.
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