Today I conspired with my heart
To erase the memories, the thoughts
Of the thrill that quivered my toes
The benign warmth that filled my breast
At the sound of her distinct footfalls
And the electric aura of her presence
That sent my heart and I in panic
No more of these, dear heart
My mind will not be addled
And my knees will not buckle
But heart, promise me to keep your cool
As for me, my instincts are not to be trusted
nice poem. but sometimes its hard to forget things. its a game where sometimes we lose and sometimes we win. good luck
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
But heart, promise me to keep your cool Rachel Ann Butler