To This Power

Touches his chest With the reminiscence to confess, To this love To distress…. A calling, a chirp Colliding hearts at work Glazed kisses from time to time, Just between O’s entwine…. Enfeebled by emotion In blissful truth Risen in time, Absorbing each root. Hidden in sight Bleaked in the spotlight That lies, that trembles A soft pulse that rumbles Driven by no force, Broken in pain’s grace Held between breaths It touches his chest Touches his chest With the reminiscence to confess, To this love To distress….