All It took for my heart to cascade
was a love of twenty-nine minutes
Just like meadows across the highway
a false illusion that feels like Santa's gift
A love that fed me butterflies
which left me satisfied
It was the briefest moment that we have ever had
but my heart warmed like butter cookies
You rained warm kisses that autumn
Till that moment, my heart had never known
How love can establish
in such a short moment
our moment
When you call my name
It's like a soft firework head into the sky
halfway, they stop
and envelope my heart
a million times over.
In twenty-nine minutes
my heart changed forever.
About the Creator
The Duelist
The rays of a dying red sun flashed against the onrushing blade. The grey beards say the key to dueling lies in size, speed, reach, righteous fury, whatever the person in front of them pays them to say. Matteo knew better than any it was none of these and had an undefeated record on these sands to prove it.
By Matthew J. Fromm4 days ago in Fiction
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