My Swinging Heart Poem by Isaac Morris

I was almost struck by the sling of her beauty,
I was tricked and caught by the gesture that she always makes,
But I shrinkoff like a swift in the seashore,
Because my heart never stop swinging like a pendulum in the physics lab.
My heart beeps like the horn in my uncle honda, pumping out all the ugly memories like the water from a spoiled tap.
And that stings, because it reminds me of the word ''that's why I love. You''.
But that tickles me like the string of my bass guitar.
When I heard the echo of my heartbeat, my heart shrinks backward like a snail from a hot surface,
Because the word ''that's why I love you'' always comes when she might have received a precious gift from my pocket.
Could it be that she truly love me?
No, No, I doubt it.
If truly she loves me, common kisses couldn't make her break my heart into pieces.
Let my heart swing
Let it swing and skip her tricky teasing word
Let my heart swing