My heart

I’d like my heart back please,
although it’s old and battered
certainly is no piece of designer wear.

While it still beats I need to put it back
where it belongs and heal the tears.

I’d like my heart back please
& that piece of soul
you’ve been using as a spare

to buoy you up, to fill your step
drive the motor of desire.

I’d like my heart back please
yours I returned,
(a narcissistic shade of red,)

some time ago….
.but you didn’t seem to notice.

I’d like my heart back please
if it’s not too late I want to find
a sacred place to keep it safe,

& will promise faithfully to me
that it won’t see the light of love again
until I’m free.

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