You know how there’s that
one song that gets stuck in
your head no matter where
you go and what you do, it
refuses to let go oh follows
on road that lies ahead.

The heart though stubborn
sometimes coincides with
the head, lets out feelings,
all of world’s truths unsaid.

The falling snow, the morn-
ing schedule are little but
disruptions that usher me
through.

No matter what hour and
time of day, you are deep
within like the song in my
head.

 

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Posted for ‘Poems in April’ @ Real Toads

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