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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