Hearing My Heart Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Hearing My Heart



Soundlessly listening into silence of the atmosphere,
hearing my heart beat in time with music I constantly
listen to.

Such a warm and wonderfully peaceful place, always
kept right inside of intellect.

Thursday, January 8, 2015
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