What is this knot in my heart?
This binding wound, love gone too soon,
Absent, and cruelly fonder

What is this knife in my heart?
This stabbing pain, harsh winter rain
That surely follows autumn's splendor

What is this heaviness in my heart?
This sinking chest, yanked from its crest,
Falling away, infinitely farther

What is this knot in my heart?
This twisted cord, to you its moored,
Pull me in and undo me, set free my ardor

07/31/2006

Posted on 07/31/2006
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