Love, Piece by Piece

Love is an untamed force. When we try to control it, it destroys us. When we try to imprison it, it enslaves us. When we try to understand it, it leaves us feeling lost and confused.” ~Paulo Coelho

 

“I love you.”

 

Once uttered, the dying begins

Piece by piece

Part by part

The pendulum swings—

Tick-tock, tick-tock—

As the metronome moves

Für Elise echoes in the wind.

 

 

Old jazz, Beethoven

Oh, can you hear it play?

The slow whistle of a violin

The sound of emotions,

From the length of sadness

To the shortness of expectations,

A low pitch, whispers in the night

My hips begin to sway…

 

 

You remembered

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The dark temptress—

I call her fate—

Crimson stained lips

Served with caviar

Hair the shade of shadows

White satin kissing her flesh

Flowers and delectable delight

I want to hold you close

And hear your heart pounding with desire

 

 

I ache so badly; I’m coming undone

Love me—love me with a kiss

Seduce my body

But first—undress my mind

Come close, but not too close

Lest you start to wilt and die

 

 

As you whisper in my ear

My finger gently hushes your lips

Don’t trick fate with those three little words;

Instead, pull me close

Show me the words you long to say

For, “I love you,”

 

 

Once uttered, the dying begins

Piece by piece

Part by part,

The pendulum swings—

Tick-tock, tick-tock—

As the metronome moves

Für Elise echoes in the wind.

 

 

 

Author: Mary Rogers

Editor: Toby Israel

 

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