I think I met the new heart
The one that I search
The one that I know
I begin to wonder about,
to love and long for.
I smile about this heart.
I am nervous and my face twitches.
I feel ugly and raw.
and the moon begins to mean more.
opened by this heart.
I am bleeding
but this heart that supports
those beautiful and weak eyes
this heart which I barely know
and feel warm next to,
It puts me to sleep at night and maybe comes to me
in a dream.
I think this heart will beat for me and keep
rhythm to my own.
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