My Heart Is A She

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My heart,
she gets lost at times,
trying
to figure
out
the numbers,
theories,
and fantasies
of
our days together.
She gets
lost
in the gaze
of
the moon,
and
the touch
of the sun’s embrace
seems
to give way
to
a new
type of freedom.
Often,
she
gets to
let
loose to the wilds
of
the woods,
where there,
if she’s
lucky,
she gets to
find
faith
in the
ease of movement.

My heart,
she
gets lost
at times,
but eventually
and
without too much
hassle
or discourse,
she
finds her
way
to you
patient
and
willing.

M.C. Davis

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