Friday, February 28, 2014

Open Heart

Hear my heart throb
in the stark of night
out of sight
and beating heavily 
as the stars twinkle 

Sun catches the first glimpse of treetops
pillows soft and cool
as I wake up in new light
in a warm pool
of life.

Gone are the fears of fallibility
even as I am feeble
in my thoughts,
my heart throbs lightly
and hold on to those things
not bought

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