Spin
Throughout the Stars
When
I follow my heart, it leads me to you.
A
curse and a desire.
A
man who wants to know where he’s going.
A
woman still waiting for the world to begin.
I
follow my heart, it leads me to you.
I
think of you sitting on a bench in your neighborhood,
your
face tilted toward the sun, your hair a mess of light.
I
write your name in the air above me: “Daisy.”
I
think of you at a desk, your hands typing on a keyboard.
Your
fingers flying over the letters, your lips pursed in concentration.
I
think of you at a podium, your voice strong and clear.
I
follow my heart, it leads me to you.
This
is my poem to you:
I
will love you until I die.
____ AKSHR
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