You stare into my eyes,
I stare at the floor,
Mouth open wide,
No words to say,
You move a little closer,
My heart crackles louder,
I put my hand on your chest,
I feel a dozen beats, like thunder
Sparks fly through my body;
Electricity crackles in our hearts.
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Carol Ann Townend
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A Dart at Dusk
Seconds ago, the sullen sun set on the two of us… my exuberant furry companion and me. A fresh breeze embraces us, delivering welcome relief from the day’s oppressive heat. His typical stumbling and staggering along — apace with a sloth — has turned into trip-trapping, high-stepping, almost skipping along.
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶3 days ago in Petlife
Comments (6)
Welp, that electricity gotta go somewhere...so why not? Congrats on being featured in 'Vocal Creators We're Loving'. Woot-WOOT!!!
Love the feeling reading this gave me. Very edgy, lovely poem.
Love Electricity Crackles In Our Hearts ,well done
So intense Carol, - the electricity of love. Well Done!!!
Short, sweet, and electrifying! Love buzzing like a live wire—beautifully done! It’s the kind of poem that lingers, like a spark refusing to fade. Absolutely stunning!
Awe so lovely ♦️♦️♦️♦️🏆