Hearts

Cut my heart

It bleeds stronger

Dripping rubies to cement

 

Play my heart

It beats dulcet harmonies

Infusing rust and gold

 

Wound my heart

I take a stand

Your silent storm no more

 

Didn’t you know?

 

My heart is fierce

Ancestral, brave and true

Inked by fire’s light: to blood

 

 

 

 

Anna G. Watson

~ educator, aspiring writer, simple design and style

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