my steel heart.

my steel heart.

You touch me
My fingers tremble
I find my breath
Only to lose it again
My eyes close
To escape temptation
But I cannot escape
Your hypnotic scent or
The heat of your whisper
On my neck
Your soul is a magnet
Pulling me in
Holding my steel heart
Until it melts
With yours

—♥—

[Inspired by one of my works of fiction… that I may or may not ever share…]
© what sandra thinks
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About what sandra thinks

Sandra is a writer, blogger, poet, artist, emotional disaster. She thinks far too much and sleeps far too little. Sandra lives in the Northeastern U.S. but dreams of an oceanfront home in Hawaii where she could learn to surf. She loves books, brutal honesty, coffee, and the color black. She hates insincerity, beer, whipped cream, and facebook. And she is uncomfortable talking about herself in the third person.
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25 Responses to my steel heart.

  1. Meg Sorick says:

    My heart’s a big lump of mush, usually the problem is on the other side… This is a wonderful poem, my friend. ❤

    Liked by 1 person

  2. VictoryInTrouble says:

    Tease! Share it!!
    I love the “heat of your whisper” part. Mmm, could almost feel it.

    Liked by 1 person

  3. mandibelle16 says:

    Like this a lot. The picture suits well. You writing the word”melt” also made me think of metal “smelting” removing the metal from the ore. The love from your core. Great stuff.

    Liked by 1 person

  4. Very inspiring! I want someone’s whisper on my neck:)

    Liked by 1 person

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