The Art of the Heart

March 15, 2011
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Oh, how it flutters
When it sees a beloved one.
Oh, how it wavers
When it sees a beloved-to-be
Oh, how it quivers
When a victim it is of the nerves.
Oh, how it calms
When all is fine and well.
Oh, how it races
When you are not at close.
Oh, how it continues
When you are close enough, too.
The fluttering, the wavering;
The quivering, the calm;
All the feelings that soothe,
Are, after all,
The art of the heart.

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