Knocking On My Heart

As i waited

for the angels to sing…

 

Knocking

on my heart,

didn’t you hear

the honeybell ring…

 

Saintly message

following

my courage.

A quiet hard voyage

back

into our sexual

bondage…

 

Silently wishing

to hear

those screaming,

fallen angel’s

singing….

 

Within a twisted turn

and a dreaming, kiss…

It was you,

i honestly missed…

 

The knocking

on my heart,

didn’t you hear

the honeybell ring…

This piece was put

together early in the morning,

while waiting

for a coffee-shop

to open!

Another one of those

sleepless nights..

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