Exists Exquisitely My Heart
By: The Author
Exists exquisitely my heart
Livid liquid living art
Serenely simple soft and sure
Perfect power pounding pure
Miseries unbidden rise
Stealing love with lovely lies
Draining me of all but dreams
Pain unending ever seems
Brightly bone is bound about
Structured on the insides out
Softly skin enshrouds my soul
Stitching of my parts a whole
Where then can I meaning find?
In my eyes? My hands? My mind?
Surely more must surely lie?
Wove within the depth of I?
Other organs orchestrate
Myriad movements never late
Clockwork; every action spells
Symphonies composed of cells
Never more to simply be
Mere existing ever me
Letting languid life flow by
Never caring where or why
Fingers move with majesty
Eyes a sea of what I see
Sinew slips in silence strong
Ears, my essence, sing a song
Hope, in blood, unfettered flows
Pulsing life, that living, grows
Truth is writ in all life's pains
"Life lives yet within your veins"
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