I sled down frozen hills
In my own organs
Where every bump
Is a memory languished,
I listen with both ears
Unmuffled to better suit
The hours long wait
Of stories on bated breath,
I know this one because
It's been told before
But also because it's her
I remain sentinel,
I let her tell it again
Without interruption
Because she's so damn beautiful
To listen to
Close to the chest
Is where I keep myself
When every action requires emotion
And when I'm just not feeling it
You'll know,
It's impossible to hide my truths
Last Line As Bliss
Cohesive and centered write - enjoyed ~A~
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