Caricamento in corso...

Checkmate

No words could ever tell you
 
what my heart is saying with each beat
 
Not even an entire novel can construe
 
the rhythm playing when our eyes meet
 
Every atom of my being
 
jumping with the birth of an ion
 
charged by the electrons fleeing
 
attracted to your unfathomable perfection
 
Unbalanced, at a loss for some form of communication
 
and robbed of my already irregular breath
 
yet you still manage to hold me frozen in contemplation
 
As if you yelled,"Checkmate." in a game of chess
 
And days later, I still cannot conceive
 
whether the memory of your smile is a cure or disease.

(2013)

a sonnet

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