Our Hearts Begin To Race Poem by Kayla Daley

Our hearts begin to race
Our thoughts become slow pace
Our emotions larger than life
Could damage like a knife

Or wounds will be healed
Our masks will be pealed
Away to reveal our souls
Beginning to stitch our holes

When closeness of touch burns
Where lips taste love's warns
Why love's scent always lingers
Who listens to its callers

How love surely does grow
Even with pain and sorrow
Tomorrow with each other
Hope there is never another

For Sean