By Will Schmidt
All this time,
Of tears
Loneliness
Death
The feeling of having happiness
Crushed
Removed
Dominated
Yet the heart beats on
At first just surviving
Pumping blood
But soon the cold is cast out
Warmth wriggles her fingers around veins
The beat speeds
Cheeks flush
Limbs tingle
But will it last
Does the heart know caution
Or does it speed forward
Like a runaway wagon
Reigns flapping wildly in the air
Driver already ditched
Horses running to their doomed content
The first kiss is always sweetest,
Like the first taste of honey to a blind man
The kiss that restores life
To a beating heart long devoid of
L-o-v-e
A smile sparked it all.
