Sunday, June 7, 2009

Heart feeling

My heart.
The rhythm.
You give it.
The beat.
The heat.
The warmness.
You give it.
Every pound.
Every ounce.
Of blood that.
Flows through my veins.
Is it vain.
To love you this much?
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  1. Mr. JacobsJune 8, 2009 at 4:56 PM

    Hi. I read all 8 on this first page, and I'll read more tomorrow. I am impressed by the emotion that comes out of your poetry. The short lines give it a beat (which is what you'd want in a poem called "Heart feeling") and there is a natural intensity. Nice job, all of them.

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