Poem: wild dance – 11/11/21

I dance with my heart in the moon’s mouth
he treasures it gently,
carries it lightly
never will he drop it
because he is divining surely
total ineptitude
I sit here hands open wide
and smile
give me my heart back
I speak with earnest
he shakes his head a little while
and sighs

and relinquishes as he views
my desperation
to once again be in pure contemplation
in recipient of my beating heart
filled with fervour and pace
like a startled rabbit
I need it
I want it
he hands it to me
reinsertion:
my heart begins to race

what is this feeling I have
this flighty adrenaline life
the moon the moon give me a
look so wise

i was merely looking after your heart
making you feel less alive
so you could live in the undergrowth
of your contentment and strong strive

(11/11/21)

Copyright © 2021 Lauren M. Hancock. All rights reserved.
Photo by Marek Piwnicki on Unsplash

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4 Comments

      1. I’m so glad to know this; and that is so kind, dearest Lauren. Thank you so much. The reflections are what I see in you through your lovely words, my dear friend.😊 Much love back to you. 💖

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