the rhythm of heartbreak by Karen MichelleThe world was fused under eruption of fireworks.
You broke through my defences with the softness of a smile, a downward glance.
My heart stopped here - beat... beat... falter - and in the instant of miscommunicating voices, I caught your eye and heard oceans.
We sensed mutual weakness; attraction hidden beneath the blush of cheeks, sweaty palms.
But these moments were
severed.
We were torn without a whisper of reason...
I awoke to the guilt of silence
02/14/2005 Posted on 02/14/2005 Copyright © 2025 Karen Michelle
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Posted by Rachelle Howe on 02/15/05 at 09:10 PM *quirk* huh. huh. huuuuhhh. this piece warrents me reading it at least two or three more times. that falter-oh-god-whirl takes me back to when i first fell in love with rita and woke with her name on my lips only to discover that she was still with someone else. hm. *goes back to read again.* been awhile, chickie. good to see you back in action. |
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