Hold, control, withhold

There’s this eagerness in her blood
A quickness in her breath
A pressure behind her eyes
A sea she cannot hold.

There’s this agony in her pulse
A lost feeling in her chest
A blur in her sight
A flood she cannot control.

There’s this promise in her thoughts
A past reminder in her will
A calmness in her wet eyes
An emotion she shall withhold.



12 thoughts on “Hold, control, withhold

  1. “A sea she cannot hold” – a fabulous line! Fine poem but this line is pure poetry of the finest quality.

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