The Patina Of Her Heart Is Revealing Poem by Mark Heathcote

Her eyes look weathered by a storm
Her smile looks a little bit forlorn
The patina of her heart is revealing
Her soul is enduring and endearing

Whatever hurt, whatever her faults
Whatever has jaded her thoughts?
I want us to embrace each other tonight
Tonight, tonight like two, cosmonauts.

I want to realize the cosmos through her eyes
I want to be jettisoned into her mercury sun
To sleep in her thistledown mortally wounded
I want to drown in her eyes over succumb…