The sugared heart
laps fast its moisture
wicking with thirst
as if salt were consuming
what must stay sweet
you said I will never die
my heart is strong
pulse low, pressure steady
without considering the price
of sweet emotion
playing like piano before
tuning
discordant and
unexpected
in quiet rooms
with closed doors
TheFeatheredSleep 
WOW incredible and very impressive. Loved this!
I love the tremulous beauty in this.
Remarkable your words are
Love this, my sweet friend.
Your words wield such power. You’re a master. ❤
It was really a unique post. Sugared heart awesome.
Beautiful words of a sugary heart
Thank you very much
Thank you very much
Goes for you as well my newly minted authoress and poetess!
Thank you dear girl
THis is a little Edgar Allen I thought you might like htat! 😉
Then I did good and am happy! thank you and HAPPY AMERICAN MOTHER’S DAY to one of the mother’s I respect hugely.
THANK YOU! That’s lovely of you to say!
Thank you! It isn’t mother’s day here until the last sunday of the month, but I had them all but one round today and reasonably happy, so that’s good.
😉 (get as many as you can!)
Welcome
First of all great header image. The poem is both elusive and allusive, I feel like I am just about to capture its essence but you are far too canny for me.
😌💖 oh, thank you!
Another awesome slice of life!
Thank you to my warrior sista!
That made me laugh, because it’s absurd, you ‘get’ it every time, you don’t know how not to get it!
high five! we still do that right? lol.
Marvelous
You are funny Feather, you are very subtle and oblique, qualities I value highly.
I love how you use your words so deftly if that makes sense. I also love the image that you used, it makes me think of cotton candy and the colours that go along with cotton candy on your fingers.
Ah that’s a great analogy!