My heart sings for good stories.
My heart still carries a torch.
My heart longs for a seaside cottage on an island.
My heart pings and bounces off reminders like radar.
My heart finds old letters and wants to send them after-the-fact.
My heart forgets, then it reminds
My heart lets go, then reaches in regret
My heart changes its mind
My mind, well, nevermind what my mind does.
-LCS
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April 12, 2010 at 10:38 am
happymariz
A simple but nice poem 😀