My Heart Poem by Junepaulette GasrelTibbetts
My Heart
My Heart,
Curled up
Next to yours.
Longing to hear,
those whispered, tender words...
My heart...
Believed...
Like an unquestioning child.
That all could be well-
That life could be-
Gentle and kind...
My heart...
Was left...
With too much time-
too many memories-
Never enough smiles...
Forgotten passions-
Life became hard...
My heart...
tried to follow-
Tried to catch up to the 'child'-
left empty and homeless,
deep inside...
To remember awhile-
That my heart,
Once curled up
close to yours...
Singing the same song-
Free and wild...
Listening closely-
Hoping to hear,
The beat of Your heart
Coming again near....
that happens to happen as we trudge the path of life , dreams seems to be peeled off from the skin and at time, life seems to be hard time changes with newness even far away from dream, yet yarning for lovedances within, quite passionate write, well penned,10+, thasnks for sharing
You passionately write of a path well-trodden....a journey romance takes us...often in total darkness....without a single light...to guide the way! Excellent composition.
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4/19/2024 9:38:37 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Yes! It WAS like that.... just once in my whole life. Sleepy, relaxed fingers trailed across my chest. The tenderness and the child-likeness in between the passion..... it was heaven. Does it ever come twice in one person's life... can it?