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Susan K. Rowse

Listen Here...Its Your Heart

You fall in love and then go wild
The days are playgrounds for your child
The one in you beginning anew
When passions glow and hearts do too.

Loves a playground, til-a-whirl
Blonde long bangs and uplift curls
Smiles so big with love's new grin
Overbites..there it goes again

Listen...hear it? Its your heart
Beating with this brand new spark
Yanking nods from passing crowds
Nodding silence, screams aloud

Everybody notices you
The girl whose eyes are bluer...blue
Whose lips are shine...rebound
Whose feet walk feet above the ground

Listen...hear it beating near
The silence filling just in there
There where hearts fill with sparks
On the blind side of the heart

You know the side where pain hangs out
Where scars are fitted upon scars
There where no one can come in
Just there where love can't begin

Its where love goes to forget
There where this love shouldn't fit
Right there where darkness dwells
Just hollow echoes in this hell

Your love burrowed into a scar
Then when I felt it come ajar
It gave enough to open more
Then changed the pains that it bore

The playground shines and gives more tears
Of happiness instead of fears
It seems renewed from fated fate
It fills with love, never hate

It takes a cloud of deepest grays
Then turns it into bluer days
It takes the blackness of the dark
It changes into a red full heart

Love takes a woman, gifted smile
Returns to her the inside child
The greatest frown comes ajar
When love licks a kiss from this scar

Then love produces love's own spark
Donates new sight to this blinded heart
Its takes the scars from created pain
Then lets the heart love again

You came to me on a western breeze
You clothed your love upon my sleeve
This person, woman-child of heart
Now beats with ever charging sparks

She opens up her heart to gain
The pulse who comes to her again
This one who sneaks in his own spark
Into the blind side of her heart.