articles - poetry

|fifty four|

in the dark,
i can feel your heart.
it pumps richness that seeps beyond your skin.
some nights i feel it,
some nights i don't.
some nights you tell me you wish i did.
and some nights i know there is no richness at all.

in the light,
i can see your heart.
it beats and it falls and i earn to touch it
some days i do,
some days i don't.
some days you ask me why not.
and some days i realize it doesn't beat at all.