Just a dream . . .




Conservation of momentum



I closed my eyes, felt the resounding euphoria in me. Finally! So I prepared myself to send with equal force my love to everyone and everything; let them feel what I feel, rejoice and who knows someone else might need that boost of energy. But before I was able to think through how I am going to make this possible I felt surrounded by that uncomfortable and intense silence that feels like a piercing gaze and a polite cough*got the hint?* and if I try to translate the silence one more time: Are you serious?What are you thinking?Fokus your attention and ..  . Oh I see I replied in all honesty(of the moment)but it's ok, *look* and I riped out my pulsating heart, kept it on my palm. Look I exclaimed I am healing haha ok ok I understand - Because my heart wasn't blocking the view I could see through the big hole in my heart, but am healing, look here and over there those are scar tissues but I understand . .. so I placed my heart back, where it belongs and smiled while sighing: I need more time . . .





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Written on 2014-01-23 at 19:55

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josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
You write so well of that illusive nanosecond when emotion is joyfully free and unbridled; before reason forces it back into its dungeon of civilized logic. Well written.
2014-01-23