Palpitations

palpitations

I feel them as earthquakes,
They rupture the valves,
In my heart of hearts,
I have palpitations of you.

I feel them in the,
Tangles in my hair,
As they dance around my fingertips,
I have palpitations of you.

I feel them as warm breeze,
They engulf me,
And tickle my spine,
I have palpitations of you.

I feel them, I feel them,
They in themselves,
Are a personification of you,
I have palpitations of you.

– Smyekh David-West.

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