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the heart possesses

such a thing

as a breath of its own

a hungry little gasp

that tells the blood

to be wary as it slogs to pump

this lethargic ness

that hinders the mind

is a weighing stone

of sorts

that gives its experiencer

a jolt

or a tender tap upon his thoughts

undimmingly

skeptics will condemn

such naturalness

as such symptoms of attraction

and call them traps

leading to foolish webs of

mild infatuation

but some such said traps

are made to capture and keep

THE PREY OF THE HEART

and hold such soul tenderly bonded

so its for those blessed lovers that

this poem came to be born

so live and love on

mon blessed lovers

and take no troughful of

jealousy nor envy

from such cold disbelievers

of love's mismatched frenzy

for sometimes

even the coldest minded man

love slaps on the back

and takes life long hostage of

his heart

making of him yet another

example and wholely surprised

convert

who is dragged happily over

to the more romantic side

of this point thats being made....

(Jan 19,2001 130am)