Undiluted Affection

“Undiluted Affection”
The Poetic Orphan

Every beat of her heart,
Knocks this ice off my chest,
All of the undiluted feelings,
I let out, when it’s best,

Love is an action,

Like, the trigger I press,
When I’m surrounded by thunder,
On these mountains, I crest,

I’m resting on the promise,
That I’ll love her, no less,
Through all of these tests,
I just rested, through destiny,

I hold her in this moment,
Put her heart on my chest,
I’m passing all of my breeze,
Into her soul, when I rest,