a lonely heart still beats, sometimes quiet, sometimes hard
and strong
blood forcing itself down narrow streets in a skyscraper
with limbs
a soul that wanders down any boulevard looking for shelter
rain that never stops, sometimes soft, sometimes wild and
sweeping
a lonely heart navigating the storm, self conscious and
unsure
pushing forward with steady hope of calmer days ahead
a love that doesn’t extinguish, even in the darkest of hours
longing that always lingers, sometimes faint, sometimes
bright and radiating
lonely heart, where are you taking me?
lonely heart, where have we gone?
lonely heart, where are you placing me?
lonely heart, are you ready to move on?
