Saturday, February 2, 2013

A New Heart

A year ago,
one heart pounded within this chest.
Soon after,
a second heart kept time with the first,
this lithesome frame stretching to contain it.

I thought you'd take it with you when you
rushed out of my body
with all the force of the tide,
roaring with life.

But I feel it pounding now,
more than ever,
filling and overfilling
this swollen heart
with that pain called

I have your heart, and you have mine.

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