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.
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