Hidden Hearts Poem by Richard Ford Bunuel Whale Carnegie Edison Simon Hitchcock Welles Christ Antunes Rodriguez Kubrick

Hidden Hearts



I'd be most hard pressed
to pick its kind
as if an outsider
in want for love
and approval with her arms
spread apart like so
toward a world that can
and should embrace her back
because everyone needs a hug sometime...
And sometimes a hug does a world of good
depending upon the embrace,
as friend or as a father, and mother,
And in aging comes maturity
along the lines of the passionate
embrace where two could become one
and one can bring to life more...
Like a woman embodied in heart,
a nick name appropriately exemplifying
the woman beneath the facade

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