Heart Beat
I used to prance aroundwith my easy breath
inhale-exhale
I would wait for your
steps and not let my eyelashes
flutter on the sheets
lest their whispers on the pillow
drown out the shuffle of your footsteps
And yes, I got used to missing a beat or two
and for you to steady them
but mostly i enjoy tuning into
your heart beats
and listening to them
My own sound system
which reverberates my being.
Poetry by Sona
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Written on 2024-12-29 at 17:42
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