The Heart Wants What It Wants

Fingers tracing the body

Momentary Bliss

Followed by vacant thoughts

It was just fingers touching my body

those fingers didn’t seek to trace my soul.

I opened up a heart that was too tired

of emptiness and swords.

There was nothing to keep

except memories that hollow out.

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