22 Apr / NaPoWriMo: Day 21
It Beats On
when in love
is vulnerable, open, raw.
Ready for the taking
it beats to the name of our lover,
every cell calling his name in unison.
It cannot be stopped,
it is far too late for all of that.
once open to love
is like a young child
suckling from its mother’s breast –
It will stop for no one.
The heart beats on,
even between lovers,
awaiting its great love, its big love
the one to put the rest to shame.
Until then, it seeks, searches,
sure that it exists.
Copyright 2011 Heather Strang