David Chap Bottoms

(20th September 1990 / Jacksonville, Florida)

Pulse


The texture of the steering wheel is slick
Every wrinkle as different as the last
My mouth feels dry and the rythme in my chest erradict
Thoughts of words and scenarios buzzing through my mind
Almost incomprehensible and blurred
Frantically trying to piece them together
Bringing order to the chaos as I turn the next corner
Every foot closer I drive brings me clarity
As the image of your face soothes me
The sweet sound of your voice calming my nerves
Every sentence I speak to you is perfectlly thought out
Elegentally strung and woven together
As I pour my thoughts open to you
Listening intentlly to your words
Every little word to hear you speak
The atmosphere of your presence invokes my deep feelings
Even after we part ways
I truly am never alone
For you remain in my heart and mind now
And I hope to see you again soon

Submitted: Wednesday, April 16, 2014

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