Heart Tales 03 Poem by Petra Soliman

White mist,
Embracing the void in our hearts,
Running blood,
Our veins appear for the race,

Eye to eye,
Lock me with your broken fragments,
As you turn to walk away,

Behind you had left me,
To a deeper dive I succumb,
Another bottom of another bottle,

Loneliness and anger open a door,
Leading my soul onto a journey,
Where empty voids are filled with love,

Lips speak truth,
Hands only extend to a tender touch,
This is what I have made with the broken fragments,

Although a great pain will arrive,
For now,
I lay in bliss with my eyes on you,