Endless

Feelings of happiness,

Feelings of sad.

Feelings of hopefullness,

Feelings of mad.
The heart thinks not,

The heart simply feels.

Another beat skipped,

L’amour emprunte – love steals.
A feeling of longing,

Of want and desire.

A feeling of nerves,

A feeling to inspire.
The mind so mindless,

So certain it’s right.

To conquer one’s own heart,

A most impossible fight.
The heart thinks not,

The heart simply feels.

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