The heart has conditions,
takes a beating, over the years.
Holding all your secrets and each one of your fears.
It feels and trust, and certainly can be touched.
Somewhere along your journey, you’ll also burden it with love.
Just know with the heart,
it’s open season, it can be fragile with no rhyme or reasonable reasons.
Hear the drum roll to the heart’s rhythmic beat:
the heart mends, breaks,
can be superficially fake,
guilt ridden, misleading, wishful, needing, calculating, unreasoning, wishful, bleeding, joyously whimsical, aloof, and dreamy.
The heart flutters, sings, is hopeful, and tingly, mushy, promise filled, direct and unyielding.
Hardened, vindictive, full of conviction, closed, on hold, set aside, prideful, worn on sleeve’s, loathing, scheming, exclusive, clingy, notoriously jealous, regetful, wild, sweet, or free.
Renewed, consumed, full of deceit, doomed by love’s cycle to repetitively repeat, rude, demeaning, aware by defeat, pierced, fragile, forced to retreat.
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