Love can be heard
when a tear hits the ground
a very alone and sad sound
in the right time
I still have not located
held by a grip that is soo strong
never wanting a release
feel the rush of blood
through a pumping heart, alive, excited
was I made to be so vulnerable?
yet, I run to this unbridled joy
surpassed by my own pulse
excitement is truth, touch, kiss, breathe
I surrender my love, to my love....
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