the heart leaps the heart opens the heart
closes the heart grieves
it becomes it sinks
into your palm it believes
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Sometimes there are moments, memories, people, feelings that deserve more than the ordinary expression, the ordinary word.
I’m available for personal poetry commissions and unique writing opportunities — whether you’re looking for something romantic, bittersweet, celebratory, silly, intimate, or simply impossible to say on your own. I'm sure I can find a way to say it so...
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