Not Alone

 

Can’t you hear my heart

Skipping a beat

Racing faster than the seconds hand

My fingers shaking

As I push the sea into your blood

I can’t breathe

Do I feel too much

For a stranger?

Step through the portal

Needles, gloves, gowns

White tower glows with the pow’rs of healing

Cyclosporines

Ridden internally with disease

My hands slip

It’s your life or mine

Have mercy God.

Sympathetic nerves

Was it like this?

Did they explode, to fly or to fight

When you were born

Woven into a mortal body

A life line

Something so fragile

Destiny known.

True separation

Now that is fear

My terror—unjustifiable

Because of you

You embraced death’s silence—silently

Faced the void

Supernatural love

You’re with me.

So I will love the stranger

Troll or angel

Because the stranger is always you.

~Mochamantha

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