_____by andurpointis

I have learned
how to strum your heart
as if
it were the strings
on a violin.

My spirit is in need of detox.
One that will allow me to hear from which depth
your love knocks
on the front door
of my d-e-l-i-c-a-t-e soul.
My heart skips a beat,
when my battered soul
exits through the back door.

It is a noble thing to be in love.
Where love means love.
Not the "motion in the ocean"
or how well you can lick, bite or suck.
It's about how you can resepct, trust, honor
and simply agree to disagree.

You have learned
how to strum my heart
as if it were the strings on a violin.

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