BeatA Poem by mcg03002Another love poem.The heart will throb through all my days, Its rate heeds not life’s churlish ways. Rhythm, pulse, and crimson heat; Course through my veins with every beat. Without request, appeal, or plea My life sustained shall always be. And yet there is one pain, one hurt; Which can the crux and task subvert. The only force which God did make; With strength enough the heart to break; Is LOVE, which on its being felt; The center of a man can melt. Heart and soul and mind combine; And softened so become entwined. So, if that love should be withdrawn, Its white hot flame abruptly gone; The three will cool, congeal and freeze, And can be shattered then, with ease. You are the fire that keeps me whole; Your heat melds reason, core, and soul. I’m nothing more than flesh on feet; It’s you that makes my life complete. Until I die, I will be true My life, my cadence, sings for you.© 2010 mcg03002Featured Review
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StatsAuthormcg03002Idaho Falls, IDAboutI am just a wannabe writer living in Idaho Falls. I work full time as a sales manager for a hotel. Here's a song I recorded for a dear friend. It's a cover of one of my absolute favorites. more..Writing
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