In your light I learn how to love.
In your beauty, how to make poems.
You dance inside my chest,
where no one sees you,
but sometimes I do,
and that sight becomes this art.
It's all about that heart-click, that little dance your heart does inside your chest. I've always wondered what that was about and what that meant. No one had to tell me it's the secret of this universe, that your heart is where dreams are born and your heart is where they are received.