Dear Heart Poem by Zyw Zywa

Dear Heart



What does it matter
how old I am, whether I have sisters
and children, where and with whom?

These are not worth knowing
In any kind of clothes, I am
with legs, torso and a face

my heart, coveted or not
I want your imagination
to make appear the world

in which we can live
be freely safe and
kneel without finery

for the others, dear heart
together we can undertake
everything we wish

Sunday, June 9, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: love and dreams
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