tushawn white

Rookie (04-22-1985 / Boston, MA)

Uknown Heart Functions - Poem by tushawn white

Every inhale
Is a exhale
But the real function of the heart
Is still unknown to today
Deep in the core of my heart pumps
Gallons of blood
And seeds of love
It swells everyday
Without your morning grace
For the pain that beeps love
Really hurts my veins
Cause my pulse was your sex
Any my air was your kiss
After all that we did
It hard to forget
Every moment that we had
Gave feeling a misty face
As you licked my skin
My heart did blitz
For your touch was the feeling
I can hardly miss
After sex, love, and kissing
You can understand why I’m missing
The things that keep me going
When my heart won’t listen

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, October 11, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, April 16, 2011


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