prose poetry

Once I loved

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Sometimes happiness comes

when the mind is silent

and all you can hear is your

heart;
A heart whose veins

lean inwards

like a sword piercing flesh

and inflamed passion protrudes

like arteries along the wrist

beating with its own heart

a pulse on the carotid

behind the knees

faster and faster
for all the things you love

A.S

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