Whispered Thoughts

I breathe but it isn’t really breathing so much as, your name slips across my lips
My heart beats but not so much as a drum as, follows the cadence of your words
Blood flows but it isn’t really like a pulse as much as, your touch causes a torrent
I live but not so much as just existing, now that your soul has found mine again
~ KbT
Date unknown, 2011 or 2012
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