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  • Vicky Michalopoulou
  • 4 days ago
  • 1 min read

Updated: 2 days ago

I am waiting for your signal

But how can I put the fire in my heart on hold?

It's relentless

It burns my breath

It hurts my chest

It fogs my mind

It pushes me next to you

and then I start dreaming

of

your smile

your awkward stories

your steadiness

your body moving across the space

your soft voice making jokes

your eyes

your eyes

your silence

your silenced breath that says

“I recognize you”

“there's a part in you that I recognize”

I always hear that voice in you


I am waiting for your signal

But how can I put the fire in my heart on hold?


I want to touch you


I am dreaming of your lips

resting on your breath

while I am coming closer

longing for your moist


I am waiting for your signal

But how can I put the fire in my heart on hold?


I want to keep dreaming

but illusion can't last for long


I have to stop dreaming

of you

of your smile

of your silenced breath

of your moist


of your signal


I can't put the fire in my heart on hold





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