None The Wiser

And there, in the centre of the heart it bites
-each breath fighting for its own
nor in , nor out.
Deep it stabs at me , seasons my wounds
Hot and salty they are , trickling onto my lips and there I taste your -love

Huh! Love that blossoms only there, where it bites

...right there in the middle holding hands
...the soul and heart
Struggling for air like at the ocean end...nor in nor out
without a doubt
I've seen you again, it was you
I've felt you and sensed and touched your hand
kissed your head
bit your lip and tasted your blood

And there again in the centre of the heart, it bites
it stabs and aches for itself
back as it was - yet, never again will it be the same
it's Always You .... your voice, your name

And here I was again in your embrace
But it wasn't your face....
And again, I loved you as I always have ...but still
As I always will .

And you. None the wiser.