Where The Heart Is

=) yay new poetry. I've been feeling inspired but having a weird writers block too... =x

You told me “Home is where your heart is.”

                I couldn’t see your face at the time

I imagined something along the lines of a cocky smirk

                That spelled out the words I Told You So

Reaching into that seashore colored gaze

           Of yours

 

                                (I never realized until now that those eyes are the

      Arctic Ocean)

 

I wasn’t looking to the sky at the time

But how perfect would that have been

                Then I could describe the stars I can’t see here

Instead of the wall I curled into when I replied with

                                “psh. I don’t even have a heart!”

 

You just told me I was a

                                Bad liar

(I know I am)

                And said my heart is still running around somewhere

                                                In Reno Nevada

 

                You think you’re clever telling me

                I left my heart in Reno Nevada

                                (It doesn’t have the ring of)

I left my heart in ___ _______

But you’re sure of the fact

Though I’m unsure if you think

 

                My heart is running around in the form of

                                                A singsong honeybee for a voice

                                And large sunflower centers for eyes

Or if you think your ocean colored eyes

Still ensnare the skies in mine

                (The Sky’s said to mock the Ocean for Color anyway)

                                Or was it the other way around?

 

I guess now I’m just looking for the words to tell you

                I will always love the colors in your eyes

But you won’t make this place home

Like the song I sing at 10am

                                She’ll always have my piano player fingers laced in her

           Hair

No matter if it’s nonexistent

Author's Note

everything here is intentional.