Everything is fine so
Why so much pain?
What brings the anguish
That lives in my heart?
How I wish for just a few
Days of peace and joy
A few
Days of love
A few
Days of passion
A few
Days of a sheltering heart
But those days, if ever they come,
Are not these days
These are the days
Of the suffering heart
You look so much like
Someone I truly love.
What is it that brings
Such confusion —
What – brings – such confusion?
My heart wants to love you
Like I love my friend, my heart
My truth, but you
Are not she. So clearly, look — our hearts are
Not reliable, You only look — like
Still, my heart moves
My heart wants
My heart loves
So, unwisely,
Yet still, my heart loves.
