Heart And Head Poem by Shannon Thompson

Heart And Head



Give me your heart.
Mine has been on my sleeve awhile,
It's tired and frayed but still there.
Together, they could make a stronger beat.

My head's a room of mirrors,
reflecting light from the words you speak
all over the ceiling, like shiny
constellations and shooting stars.

Give me your heart.
I'll keep it like a secret,
pressed on my lips,
for you and I alone to share.

My head's got lists and lists of words
Used to describe you and this feeling...
Burn the dictionaries and thesauruses,
They don't say anything good enough.

Give me your heart.
I'll keep it in my pocket,
Among the lint and polished pennies,
And take it out when I need to be reminded...

That you love me, and I love you.

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Shannon Thompson

Shannon Thompson

Germantown, Maryland
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