Invisible Heart
I can't see it. It takes x-rays, photographs, to much negative energy. I have it. I can't see it, but I feel it. When I dance like silk and run like the tide. I feel it. When I laugh like thunder and cry like the storm. I feel it. When I scream like posion arrows and swing like fire. I feel it.
When I am calm and still like soild ground. I feel it. Even though I can't see I feel it.
This poem is about:
Me