Heart/HeartA Poem by PortraitsOfTheHeartTwo hearts inside me, One made of feathers and one made of steel, Both wander free, One of them is fake and one of them is real. Why can’t I feel your touch? Is it because my heart is moonstruTwo hearts inside me, One made of feathers and one made of steel, Both wander free, One of them is fake and one of them is real.
Why can’t I feel your touch? Is it because my heart is moonstruck? Why do I feel too much? Perhaps I’m simply thunderstruck.
One heart says go, The other says stay. Why can’t they both just go away? It would be so perfect, It would be unfair. Why must I always be so aware?
I wish I knew, Which one was true. © 2016 PortraitsOfTheHeartFeatured Review
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StatsAuthorPortraitsOfTheHeartHoughton, NYAboutI am a Junior Writing/Psychology student attending Houghton College in western NY. I enjoy writing both poetry and fiction, which usually center around some sort of psychological or philosophical idea.. more..Writing
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