micheal john


Reckless Heart


My heart calls to you
every moment
every season
every dying time

It calls to you
in the cold whispers of the evening winds
when none at sight's seeing.

My heart calls to you!


It calls to you
when all lip's shuttered
in the dews of the morning
in the hostility of the shining sun
When all takes shade cover

my heart calls to you
when the night's dark
when my room is of no tenant

It calls to you
when the sky cries
and the bird shivers
it calls to you
when the earth softened
And the grains of th fields are fertile

my heart calls to you.
Every passing time.

Submitted: Wednesday, November 20, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, November 27, 2013

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