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My input on Jason's entry on fear.. and Lori's poem
the quickening of blood
that accompanies these feelings
warming your veins as it pulses
to the tempo of your heart
beating at a rate which supasses
that which is known,
this has never been felt before.
shadows in corners of eyes
fade back into the night
making you believe they're only figments
of the minds speeding imagination
seeing the things you wish you had
right in front of your face
reaching out only to find they're intangible.
the words push their way to your lips
but you swallow them back down
closing your eyes,
pushing them away,
afraid of what they may produce.
Is the risk worth the reward?
the quickening of blood
that accompanies these feelings
warming your veins as it pulses
to the tempo of your heart
beating at a rate which supasses
that which is known,
this has never been felt before.
shadows in corners of eyes
fade back into the night
making you believe they're only figments
of the minds speeding imagination
seeing the things you wish you had
right in front of your face
reaching out only to find they're intangible.
the words push their way to your lips
but you swallow them back down
closing your eyes,
pushing them away,
afraid of what they may produce.
Is the risk worth the reward?