do you hold a heart that drips?
drips of love and furry or wits?
does it just hold so much emotion,
that no one will ever know your notion?
does your heart drip for that one person?
the one who could only make it worsen?
or has that person taken that heart?
but no, they wouldn't tear it apart.
the person who will cup their hands
so that it'll hold your hearts' loving glands.
however, for most of you,
your hearts haven't started to brew.
not quite full enough to drip,
but for sure it's filling bit by bit.
Mar 10
Mar 10, 2026 at 10:47 AM UTC
do you hold a heart that drips?
drips of love and furry or wits?
does it just hold so much emotion,
that no one will ever know your notion?
does your heart drip for that one person?
the one who could only make it worsen?
or has that person taken that heart?
but no, they wouldn't tear it apart.
the person who will cup their hands
so that it'll hold your hearts' loving glands.
however, for most of you,
your hearts haven't started to brew.
not quite full enough to drip,
but for sure it's filling bit by bit.
woah this is my first rhyming poem i posted, and tbh it was not very fun thinking of rhyming words. anyways, kinda a mid poem but i think it'll do
don't let your heart be spoiled by the touch of rotten soil
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