1970
Poetry by Michael F. Nyiri
Love
The heart pulses stronger each moment.
The chest skin pulls tauter and taut.
The thoughts of euphoria ferment
With the time that's eternally caught.
A winding cord leads to the intellect.
It tells you you're falling apart.
Your heart pulse grows thick in the neck
With unsteadiness difficult to chart.
Your mind is clouded with the wonder
That your thoughts cannot at all move
Yet all this cannot tear asunder
The fact that you're falling in love.
copyright 1999-2004 by Michael F. Nyiri
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