Three Tracks In One Rail
Two Loves
No two loves are
quite the same;
I guess, that's why
it's love – if not,
duplication would
be to blame...nothing
worth holding on-to.
Humane Nature
Human Nature I have
long forsaken – though
the lessons learned linger;
having grown far too old
to wish for harmony...
while never too jaded
to believe in Love....
A Stubborn Pumper
The heart is a stubborn
pumper, like a drummer
high on beats; his hands
and feet, loyal to the rhythm –
sensing, every pulse an answer
to Life –
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