Treasure Island

Sylvia Chidi

(Germany)

Baby, Listen to My Heart!


Each day I listen to my heart
Mapping a path for our possible love start
My head speaks and so does my heart
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  • Mary Holifield (11/15/2007 4:16:00 PM)

    I really enjoyed reading that poem. I nearly cried. I can tell that you listened to your heart writing it. Beautiful choice of words. LOVED it! ! ! (Report) Reply

  • Cathy Chavis (10/6/2007 5:16:00 PM)

    I agree this should be a song.....what words that are spoken our hearts should never be used as a token. I love it and I think it addresses the emotions of a incomplete love. (Report) Reply

  • Marci Made (7/15/2007 12:28:00 PM)

    This should be a song...The flow is grand, the message loud and clear...lovers shouldn't be apart..........beautiful...........marci.m. :) (Report) Reply

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