storms of the strangulated heart

by mistersoto

last night
somewhere amongst the sleepless
hours
turning, wrestling
with the strangulated heart
its silent convulsions
had me in pursuit
as it headed
towards its distant destination
where, oh where?
an orbit or horizon
beyond
through the ether
and muffled seizure
a fierce wind blew
eventually
slowing and dying out
across the landscape
of your face

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