My friend said, 'So, it is about sex then? '
'It has never been about sex, ' I said.
'Then- - what are we talking about? '
'Matters of the heart! '
'It's about the heart? '
'It has always been about the heart, ' I said.
'You're screwed up, ' she said.
'Yes, most likely.'
'No, you're messed up; crazy! '
'Perhaps so, ' I said.
'No, you are! ' she said,
and I haven't the slightest idea what you're talking about.'
'Love and scar tissue! ' I said; 'Multiple contusions! '
'Emotional scar tissue? ' she asked.
'Yes. But, I've left it behind.'
'I still don't know what you're talking about, ' she said.
'There was a time-I thought I could never love anyone, '
A time when I could not feel a thing! '
'But now? ' she asked.
'Now I feel it all! '
'I still don't understand what you are talking about, ' she said.
'To love- to feel; she is pure intoxication! '
'But what if she doesn't love you back? ' she asked.
'It doesn't matter; I love her! '
matters of the heart versus scar tissue, complex. Excellent work William, you're a real thinker, I like that.--Melvina--
William really you have touched the bottom of heart and it's a rare gift of a lover?
WILLIAM...NICE PIECE OF DEEP INSIGHT FOR THE SOULESS OF HEART I LOVE THE COMPARRISON OF HEARTFELT vs SCAR TISSUE...THAT WAS THE CLINCHER FOR ME...A BIG 10 FOR''THEN'''''''''''''''''''''''''''''FRANK
No your not screwed up, you are a believer in the heart. Keep Believing never stop. The world is screwed up not you my friend. Patricia Gale
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
William, It's nice you know the heart is all. It is the only way. It is risky, such vulnerability, but right and true. Perhaps that's why so many are afraid. I love it. M.