A Vestibule for My Heart

Preview: I tried to find a vestibule for my heart a box with strings, blue and white, an unspoken letter, an impassioned essay.

I tried to find a vestibule for my heart

a box with strings, blue and white,

an unspoken letter,

an impassioned essay.

But none of these things

could hold my heart...

It longed to be free.

It longed for another human heart

to beat along with in ecstasy.

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

May you find your freedom and ecstacy in a natural way of impassioned longings...An excellent write...:).......

[Diana]

Thank you, Sami. Me too.

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:)..................

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i love the idea that it longed to be free, meaning to run and beat with another heart in ecstasy...

it would be free to love...we can't tie it up with strings, and essays and poems...we have to let it roam.

nicely penned

jacob

[Diana]

Yes, thank you, Jacob.

[shallimarRose]

This is a lovely write Diana and I love the title, it;s what caught my ey'.. I think maybe you left out the word "it" in the last line?
"to beat along with "it" in ecstasy" ....