I dipped my heart in the chasm of water
As the train passed through the bridge above
I crossed the seven seas of eternal love
Only to drown in his lustrous eyes
I remember the eager seconds
I last two steps to near him
The brushing of the shoulders
The crossing of the fingers
The imitation of emoticons
And the joy of silly jokes
The peck on my dimple
And the dints on my heart
Our paradise of lingering love
And our blissful brief hours
Always made me angry on the clock
For once, why can’t it just stop?
The dewdrops on the body
Were evaporating in the sky
And the journey memories
Were rotating in the mind…
The 4-Hour Workweek – Book 32 Review
5 years ago
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