Worry About My Heart
i worry about my heart,
I am worried about my heart,
Not the ticking,
The ticking,
The tick, tick, ticking
But the breaking,
The breaking,
The break, break, breaking,
Like glass
Cracking.
I hold it in my hand.
You? I offer,
Do you want it,
I ask?
How about you? Do you?
Do you want my heart?
I worry about my heart.
I am worried about my heart.
The dragonfly jumps, fear compelling,
out of the damp leaves,
as I stroll by unheeding,
Right straight pass my face, on flight
like fairies in ole tales
as I stroll in fascination,
Fascination at the light, that was hiding
within the shadows like a game
as I stroll through the dim.
I Was Thinking
I was thinking last night
How I wished it were the morning
Instead of the evening.
For if it were
The morning
Instead of the evening,
I'd be waiting for you
Instead of missing you.
Dragonfly
Lesson of the dragonfly
No, I have not watered my plants
I must tend to a garden
neglected... but not forgotten
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