Love Letters-18

My heart was no longer in my control

Its restlessness,I didn’t know what to do with it

My efforts were all decorational

It screamed nothing but her name

She was like the pulmonary vein

Nothing else seemed to shift

She arrested my mind

And cuffed my soul

She made music from my misery

And poetry from my happiness.

I sat down

Writing lyrics of her name

Playing back each time

And right their, i stayed.

Waiting on her

Of whom my heart wasn’t worthy.


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