ACHES [Wattys Winner 2015]

Apocryphal Love?

Tear me apart,

In flesh & bones,

With every last breath of my non existence,

You would find my love's substantiation

With every drop of blood fallen,

You would find only your reflection in my transparent.

I recite you like a prose,

Like your heart recites rhythm in you.

I smell you

And become high like an addict.

I only see you,

In reflection of my eyes on the silver glass.

I only listen to you,

Like humming of the air.

I only feel you

Like wind brushing my skin.

If this is not love,

Love's existence is apocryphal.

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