On A Heartbeat

On a heartbeat of my mind

To the rhythm of your touch

All those things I left behind

In some heated rush

 

And I'm caught up in a whirlwind once again

My feet are off the ground

And I feel as though I'm flying once again

Spinning down

 

Things seem surreal and hazed

My passion screams with glee

Bounding, sensing everywhere

My reason on its knees

 

Deceived and done in once more

By a passion deep inside

All these feelings coming forth

Nowhere left to hide

 

 

© 1988 Peggy O’Neill   All Rights Reserved