Letting Life Lead
What does it feel like to hear a love’s heart song.
Doki-doki like the cooing dove’s heart song?
To capture the tune and cradle it dearest
must make it tremble-rise an octave’s heart song.
How easy once in hand to crush and mangle;
to squeeze, to ruin the da-dum of heart song.
Such thrill in tempting misfortune with soul bared
to the sharp quills in a shrapnel-gloved heart song.
Oh, for the longing of moments to caress
under the poison bells of a foxglove’s heart song!
Turn to me I plead. Hereinabove, I beg.
Hear the flutter of your ladylove’s heart song.
(40 years in the making)
Writing tips. Thoughts on writing. My own poetry, short stories, non fiction. My experiences of writing my first novel.
Freelance Writer: Fiction & Copywriting
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