Marissa Savino Poet Free verse

The Heart

The Heart

racing   insane  tick tock
rack your brain  fist beating  insane
a tool   machine
in your body 
soul purpose
pump blood
to breathe  to live 
for life

instead
it’s feeding my soul
not tablespoons  teaspoons  but mouthfuls
of

butterfly kisses
love songs
hand in hand quivers 
birds of Arecibo 
rebirth of senses 
whispers of  mi princesa

foreign  gourmet appetite 
feels divine 
to digest 
I need  crave body pulsates
for more

butterfly kisses 
love songs 
hand in hand quivers 
birds of Arecibo 
rebirth of senses 
whispers of mi princesa

keep feeding  my soul

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