Wednesday 9 April 2008

Heartbeat

Her head laid on my chest
sets the rythmn of my love.
Every stutter and skip in my
beat gives away my secret.
The one only i keep.
I mask the sound.
The jokes flow, the coversation
ticks along.
Laughter and pointless words
hide my tell-tale heartbeat.
A sinister traitor lying in
wait, ready to take away
the only thing i cling to.

A heart drunk on misery.
Whispers in her ear.

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