Tuesday, April 5, 2016

Tugging at someone's heartstrings is probably the nicest form of bodily harm

These days heart's
a beaten messy organ...
yanked and grabbed
By all and sundry


Sights of babies
In prams pull and tug
Waggly tailed puppies
Being hugest love thugs

Gorgeous words romanced
to heart's content, pitter patter
running rampant in heart, head
Wood-pecking everywhere

Unexpected love and caring
do thaw serene sublimity, arrived
At after much striving unraveling all
sensual equanimity, easily as 1,2,3

Heart of the matter
Matter of the heart
What's in a name, heartstrings
when pulled undo most

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