Sunday, March 18, 2012

We Wouldn't Be the Couple We Are If...

I've lost all control
Mind, hands, and soul
My hearts racing "like a bullet from a gun"
Neuron lights flying through my brain
Like exit lights on the floor of a plane
I'm screaming and running through a crowd of people
One day they'll fill the hill containing our steeple
I never knew the definition of peace
Till I met you
Please don't let me combust
I don't want to leave but I must
Will you watch me go?
Maybe time will feel slow
I'm going to watch you 
Through the darkness of my eyelids
Till I see your beautiful face again
And the world will not feel so mundane

1 comment:

  1. Ahhh I like this poem a lot. Favorite line has to be "neuron lights flying through my brain"

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