Poem -

EVERY BEAT OF THE HEART

EVERY BEAT OF THE HEART

With every beat of the heart
With every breath that I take
Every tear that escapes
I relive the heartache
My mind has to feel
The pounding of the heart
Thump, thump,  thump, thump
As it tears my mind apart
The heart won't let my mind forget
It pumps the memories to my brain
With every rhythm​ of the beat
I relive the loss and pain
The heart keeps sending signals
My brain doesn't want to hear
My mind tries to reason
But my heart turns a deaf ear
My brain told the heart, one day
It's time to let this go
I can't live between the rhythmn of the beats
I just thought that you should know
Between the beat of my heart
And every breath I take
There's a place that keeps the memories
And holds my heartache
 

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Tony Taylor

This is BEAUTIFUL GAYLE!!...... it reads like a lyric line for a song..... excellent rhythm and timing in your delivery ........I could almost hum a tune to the well chosen words here......ALL STARS!!...... lovely read sweet poetess!!....... LOVE and ROCKETS!!.......T xo ?✳✴☀

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Gayle McMillan

Thank you, I consider that high praise coming from you! Thank you very kindly!

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