Faintly Beating Poem by Crimson Love

Silent touches,
bare sound,
through a lovers mouth,
hot breath falls upon cool skin,
Melting the ice,
I've formed,

Eyes meet,
the embrace of souls,
the entwining,
of two hearts,
one dead, and one alive,
to form at least the half living.

keeping one small bit of warmth,
inside me, its you,
the heart you shared,
that I wasn't able too;

Shared in love,
A heart once more is bared,
Dreading the hurt,
yet ready for it,

'anticipation,
cuts further,
into a now, faintly beating heart.'