Saturday, March 18, 2017

All Heart

The heart of a poet
Is loving
Forgiving
Understands the frailty
Of this life we're living

The heart of a poet
Feels all that it feels
So deep
No rest in life
No rest in sleep

The heart of a poet
So tender
Misunderstood
Only hopes for kindness
Only for good

The heart of this poetess
Yearns for so much more
Wishes for that love
Of a committed fashion
Burning with a fever
Of unbridled passion

The heart of this poetess
Is tender yet in reserve
For only that one 
Who would deserve

One who seeks out a poetess
With honorable intent
In kindness
In care
O poetess
Are you out there?

Here am I.


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