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.