A Bleeding Heart
Posted on January 24, 2018
by Linda Lee Lyberg
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Oh sweet bleeding heart with your wanton ways
are you yearning to take me to my grave?
Should my heart tremble and trip
at the mere thought of pressing you to my lips?
If I give in to your urgent call
would anyone out there miss me at all?
And once I taste you, will my breathing falter
will my bright future be forever altered?
Will my breath be the shallow grave
Then when you lay your head
to rest my life will silently
©2018 Linda Lee Lyberg
I never knew the bleeding heart was poisonous… but maybe there are so many ways you can be poison… and a bleeding heart is certainly a sickness
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You know, nor did I. But when I stumbled upon it, in my Google search I knew I had found my ‘poison’.
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Well done! Love your seductive poison’s appeal!!
Dwight
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Thanks Much Dwight!
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Everyone loves the bleeding heart …. but it can be loved too much apparently. I didn’t know.
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Yes, you are right.
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