Cable strings

Poetry, Post of The Week 0 Minutes

From my spine to my mind.

Navel cord and time.

Binding me and stringing me

Not blood and sweat but heart felt thoughts.

Him and I

No longer separate but intertwined.

Him and I.

Stitch by stitch

Every inch we’re stitched

Limb, mind, heart and soul.

Together we burn.

Sifting each other, perfecting our cause.

Dust to dust and ashes to ashes. we lay down and get back up.

Inseparable, we’re matches.

Igniting each others flames

Like gasoline on my fire.

We burn slow and steady.

No abrupt combustion but intently set apart concupiscence love.

Published by contradictionof99

Being a contradiction was a struggle from early youth, then I realized it was a bonus not a minus to my character. I enjoy gaining new life experiences all thanks to being a contradiction. I'm a high school senior who is also homeschooled, and I'm striving to be a lawyer, young entrepreneur and family business, lady. I have many goals and I want to encourage as many people of all ages and demographics to start early with their dreams. Even if you're uncertain about where you'll end up in life.

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