you stroke my chest
with white swan feathers
your eyes show
you know what this means
my heart bleeds
Heart
star beat
beneath the star
beats the heart
above the beat
the star shines
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beneath the star
beneath the star
beats the heart
soft rain
soft rain on hot stone
your hand on my heart
essential actions
if the brain
if the brain is the locus of thinking
the belly the organ of loss
the heart must be focussed on loving and leaving
approaching mountains to conquer and bridges to cross
I stayed awake
I stayed awake
all night
to ensure my heart
did not burst into flames
in the morning
the clouds were red
seeing – finally seeing
running
thought free
one’s heart travels
to where one longs to be
my guiding star
my guiding star may be low
below the horizon
may disappear
at the rising of the sun
may fall unnoticed
from my conscious mind
but always and forever
it is there that I shall run
my house is open
my house is open
to sunlight
to moonlight
to the breeze from the sea
my house is open
to the song of cicadas
to the laughter of children
to the rustle of palms
my house is open
my hearth is open
my heart is open to all
You touched
You touched your cheek to mine
your skin
your mask
my mask
my skin
My heart fluttered
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