Even though
my heart does speak
I hear not what it knows
what it seeks
Buried deep inside
it
pounds
listening
to all
that does abide
In the morning
til
late at night
she quietly, softly
beats
keeping me alive
Without that beat
that
pounding
in
my chest
no longer would I be
Here to laugh
to
love
all life gives
everything.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2026
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