Tracks To My Heart

Tracks To My Heart Your friendship Meant the world to me, Our life stories were so close, As well as our carefree spirits. We laughed, we played, We consoled one another, And spent hours Chatting each night. Our friendship was growing, Blooming like Wild Red Indian Paintbrush Along a winding country road. My hand fit into yours like a glove, We fed each other with tender words And a limitless joy for life. The moment I heard your Deep southern drawl, Read your wondrous words of poetry And made a soul connection with you, That’s when My heart flipped for you! At that point I was flying on the Magic carpet of love In a mighty sea Of twinkling stars, Just knowing you Were orbiting my Moon. I longed to swoon in the Strength of your long arms And kiss you full, pouty lips. But an older and wiser muse Stole your heart away, Now you are deeply Embedded in her Web of love. You chose the hand of one That lived far, far away. Soon I heard you telling me To crawl back to my cave Because your heart Was saved for Her only. Maybe the day will come That you’ll once again lay Your soft downy head Next to mine again. You’d share you poetry Slams with me again and Tales of your railroad days And your old Alabama Ways again with me. If not my heart Is still a blush, Knowing that Blood still rushes Through your veins While I’m still on This Earth. I’ll never be the Same girl since You came into My world. My heart still Beats for you, My love.