My heart made trips
Selective on occasion
And comprisable on others
Its technique is quite mesearable
Like the light refraction in the sky
Its goes through and around
Settling for just a season
Interchanging with the moon
Dancing on the ocean edges
Tipsy and fragile
Making another move on its own
How can I follow my hearts
While its on a rollercoaster
Using gravity to maintain balance
Categories:
comprisable, life,
Form: Free verse