I feel it deep
Inside my chest
Rummaging through
My anatomical toolbox
I found the rest
Central to my rib cage
So many parts
Around the gears
The joints the
Points connecting
Intertwining veins a
Warehouse for tears
Working churning
A memory factory
For feelings and
Blood red discerning
Volatile burnings
Swollen emotional
Dealings with time
And solace yearning
Tu me manques
Pressed into the clock
Back against the wall
Standing straight and
Tall like Big Ben
I found your name
On a piece of paper
Crumpled up
Tossed down my throat
I supposed like a well
Excited to tell or remember
To unfold it the ink
Was glowing there
Visible and dispelled
Feel at rest again
Heavy breathing
Then upon my chest
Your moniker stood
Living within my body’s
Domain imprinted
Safely until you arrive
© GÄ
Poétique 