Prose – Heartcycles


– Heartcycles –

Lost in places once a home,
we move like ghosts in the afterglow.
Take me back into the arms of lovers
who I remember from so long ago.
I form these new connections,
to fill in the empty spaces
left behind in my heart.

I cannot let it be for nothing.
I’ve given everything,
yet still it feels like never enough.
There’s so much left to do,
so much left unsaid
in the secret moments
written between the lines of me.

The love we choose,
the love we need;
It knows no limits,
it knows no end,
and what is left behind
will always continue
to carry us forward.