Love doesn’t just make you blind, it changes the way you see
the world around you and that effect is what Gravity tries to describe.
Gravity
There are days when even
sunsets are more
beautiful than the string of
pearls that rest
against your chest, when the
sunlight turns
golden brown and the loud hails
of taxi horns
recede into the background of
forest sounds,
the call of barn owls and the
baying of hunting
hounds,
There are evenings when you
toss the unruly
strands of your black hair and
I wish to crush them
between my fingers and take the
scent of you deep
into my lungs like air that
clears this poison that invades
my pores and fills me out until
small explosions
blind my eyes,
they tore you from me once when
I prayed you’d hear me out,
listen now, there is no gravity
to hold me down,
no calls to summon me,
the entire world has ceased to
turn and there amidst all that silence
is the heavy thump of our
beating hearts.
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