my heart follows a path
toward you
though where you are
is uncertain
who you are
unknown
that doesn’t stop this heart
from seeking
through words
and endless action
the heart that beats
inside you
my heart follows a path
toward you
though where you are
is uncertain
who you are
unknown
that doesn’t stop this heart
from seeking
through words
and endless action
the heart that beats
inside you
poetry by Robert Ford
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Beautiful, absolutely beautiful!
Thank you.
Beautiful!
Thank you.
What struck me as delightful, Leonard, is your delicate solicitation that is open to the like-minded. Quite nice on this dark, rainy morning.
Thank you, John.
This really moved me.
Thank you.
I miss my husband and feel the same way. Thank you. You spoke for many of us.
Thank you. I hope you find some comfort.
You’ve got to stop writing my poems for me. It cuts too close to the bone.
My bone, too.