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Random Hearts
Author: The Mad Poet PM
There's love at first sight, and there's love at first touch. Some people are just inspiring, in that respect. ..but they are rarely the ones who return the sentiment, it seems.
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Poetry - Words: 120 - Reviews: 2 - Published: 10-01-01 - id: 421662
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~Random Hearts~

Fleeting--
foam
on the
sea waves,
breeze
in the
night.
A glimpse,
a
glance
shadowed
by the curtain
of your
dark hair;
or instead
by
the darkness
within--
by the
phantoms,
the cold
blooded
killer
within.
Passing--
the ghost
of an echoed
whisper,
the
memory
of a lost
dream.
One touch,
in
one frail
moment
of your
pale
icy hand
draws
needles
down
my spine
and leaves
me bereft
in leaving.
Who are you--
frigid ghost
of
the careless
half-smirk,
of the
corposant
feverish eyes
and the icefire
hands?
What
do
you leave
behind,
save
for
a nightmare;
and a burning,
a
yearning,
empty
upon
random
hearts.


~~(c) 7/4/00 The Mad Poet (A.K.LaBelle)
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