What does a punch drunk heart know about love?
It feels without remorse
It beats without a care
Calm when your around
Then on edge when your not there
One minute up
The next down
A tryst comes
Romance goes
But the connection stays the same
Bathing in the sunshine
Soaking in the warmth of the rain
Trying against all odds
Racking the memories of a battered brain
Praying nonstop till your lips run out of words to say
Believing all night
Questioning all day
Wondering why old love fails to fade
It follows you through adulthood
It holds you close through old age
Like a vintage bottle of wine
The taste grows more robust and crisp with time
Turning into a flavor that’s too complex to define
What does a punch drunk heart know about love?
It feels without remorse
It beats without a care
Calm when your around
Then on edge when your not there
It roams like a hermit crab devoid of a shell
Wandering for acceptance
Looking for a peaceful place to dwell
Knowing that happiness is a hop, skip and jump away
But rarely getting over the hill
Even though it’s given up
It’s excited still
And that’s the nature of bruises
They’re made to heal
Love always, Esha ❤
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