Treasure Island

Genevieve Pilat

(02/1991 / New Jersey, USA)

Second Beat


Hello to you, you second beat
That aches in my poor heart
Oh how it’s been so long ago
Before you and I did part.

At first I did not notice
Your beat so faint to feel
As if a ghost, mirage or dream
I thought you were not real.

Yet here you came so suddenly
You caught me way off guard
Like lightning striking in my chest
You’ve made my life so hard.

And now you’re here so bothering
All because of some guy
Yet would you mind and stay for good
I don’t want to say goodbye.

Submitted: Monday, April 22, 2013
Edited: Friday, September 27, 2013

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  • Kevin Patrick (4/22/2013 5:41:00 PM)

    I normally dont comment on love poems, but this was to good not to mention, I love the first stanza, and the closing in fact if I werent such a cynic I would cry. A lovely write (Report) Reply

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