Your Heart

My darling, I hear the pain in your heart,

When you call me from so far away;

I can hear the loneliness and fear inside.

While we are apart each day;

Do not think that you can hide from me,

Do not think that I don’t know—

Do not think that I don’t feel the same

Because where you go, I go.

I go with you each step you take,

My heart is not my own.

You carry it in your pocket each day—

Each day that you must roam–

One day there will be a last time,

In which we must say good bye;

One day we will not have to part again,

From the other’s side.

But until that day is here my love,

And until we are side by side–

Know my heart knows your heart,

And from me you cannot hide.

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J’Rie Elliott is a poetess and ongoing contributor of Synchronized Chaos. To contact her, send an email to dixiepoet@gmail.com.