At the bottom of my heart

At the bottom of my heart,
A hairline of crack splits,
The arteries and veins,and
Writes a story which break my eyes,
Arteries carry the oxygenated air- that
She passed thru the kisses,
Veins that lacks her breathe,
A crack narrates a story,
To love her from my arteries.

Advertisements

11 thoughts on “At the bottom of my heart

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.