The Offering Poem by Desiree Whitamore

i'll give my heart as an offering
if you think you can tell me
the difference between the stars
and the bright lights of this city.
have we landed on a fix?
this planes taking flight
but while im lurching forward
you've vanished out of sight.
its the rythym of my heart
its the beat that takes control
its every word you've said to me
its every word you know.
charlotte's coming closer
homes not that far away
but while you're staying silent
my heart comes into play.