The Burning Heart....
my heart always sees
you
my heart always feels
you
it has bleeding eyes
it has callous hands
it has scars and it will
still have more wounds
that may never heal
on time.
my heart is always on fire
when you are with me
my heart burns all day
it has no need for help
it has no firetrucks coming...
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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