Ghost Orchid

what makes the heart feel for something it can't touch? his tears caused contractions for his heart to pulse floundered, looking for loves heartache to clutch whimsical solace of her essence startles his impulse shouldering the bane of a kiss that foreshadowed trifles kooky huh? how time unleashes emotions restrained behind pride losing his beloved inamorata to an admirer she mollycoddles his heart became friable to the echo of her suicide It was the absence of a note that left his worries unverified what makes the heart feel for something it can't touch? Now alone and without; a lovers heart is mummified he will never love another as much the “ghost orchid” has become her epithet the rules of this game have changed, misère ouverte. I chose Bonnie Raitt “I can't make you love me” because when I listened to it it brought back memories of my childhood feeling second to my fathers work. His physical presence was always their, but his heart belonged to his work and still is. After listening to the song 5 or 6 times I thought of the question, what makes the heart feel for something that it can't touch----like love, and went from there.