Heart and Soul II

Who can remember the first time we felt the beat of our heart? Was it when we first kissed or had it broken? Possibly, it was when we were first told about the metaphorical love of the heart! Maybe it was when we used it as appreciation for one’s token! Whether it beats in the light or the rain! The warmth goes on in the cold and shocks us to the core! The hidden thoughts of the mind become our Bain! It goes through to the soul as it moves quickly like an iron bore! Gripping the heart and soul together is either blissful in a warm embrace Or it is a cold vice hold on our emotions Let the warmth of our enemies be to their face a wet mace! Maybe we should curse our choices and devotions. In my heart, you are the burning kindle upon my fire! You are the one who set ablaze my smile and rekindled my desire!