Monday, February 7, 2011

Shaking

Where ever we sat, it was too bright.

My knuckles bumped yours in a chain reaction that lead to laughing then to simple kissing.

We sat in a chairs close to each other.

And I herd your heart beat.

Thumping like a drum to a song I know how to play.

All the while in the silence that formed around us I was fighting.

Fighting the knots and butterflies in my stomach.

Trying to stop this inner shaking.

Wondering if you stopped my heart braking.

All the while in the silence and white walls I kept shaking.

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