Relate, Reflect and Ruminate: Lines
Because sometimes, emotions don’t fit into bullet points and I have a flare for the dramatic.
For those feeling the twists and turns of love and life's unpredictability.
My desire was always straight
straight up, straight down, straight across
But reality is a hyperbolic heartbeat
A heart drawn on the page one line at a time
Love predicated on trust and hope
Ever present, yet momentarily invisible
A beat that frustrates my dreams
Fighting, twisting and turning against chaos
Inevitable failure immanent
Mess on the page, mess on the mind
A delusion of perfection
Or the hammer of justice
Fingers trace the page searching for answers
The feel of the deep etch of the page
Tracing slowly back from the pencil
Found in its curve
Seen in its depth
Infinitely drawn
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