Just another thing to long for
Told my daughter
yes my heart is pounding
though you can’t feel it
through these breasts of mine.
Yes, it is weird to put my hand up here
and not feel the rhythm
while I feel it inside,
feel the knot in my stomach
the shaking of my hands
with fingers long and narrow
like yours.
I never really thought of it
how I haven’t felt my heart
the same since I was about
your age.
yes my heart is pounding
though you can’t feel it
through these breasts of mine.
Yes, it is weird to put my hand up here
and not feel the rhythm
while I feel it inside,
feel the knot in my stomach
the shaking of my hands
with fingers long and narrow
like yours.
I never really thought of it
how I haven’t felt my heart
the same since I was about
your age.
posted by Letajo at 11:55 PM
2 Comments:
Childhood and we remember the verse Suffer not the children to come onto Me!!!!
You're right, I think it gets a little muffled over the years.
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