effects of the heart

what quickens the heart? I don't think it's a choice.

*(each stanza is a haiku - I think I’m in a Haiku phase)*

I never think of

drinking tea - that's just not

me - but I like it

there are a thousand

things like that which define us

 - our many small choices

Are our passions choices?

"Our wild passions instruct us"

- said wise Shakespeare.

I don't choose to

quicken my heart at the sight

of one special boy

so I'm not sure

how that works, the pushes and pulls

of attractions grab

But the effect stills

and taxes the heart like maple

syrup thickened blood

Author's Note

all comments welcome