heart that lied

[creativesoul]

when i feel that connection
i think it is love
i neglect to ask what kind of love is this?
i believe that some extrodinary power
is in charge of the love confection
and sometimes i get some too
no more licking the spoon
waiting endlessly for a taste
seems to me
feeling whole, rich and beautiful
for a moment
seems fair, and well deserved
just as soon as i pat myself on the back
humility returns

with these ides in my head
it is no wonder
i want to go to bed

my heart told me the truth
but lied to him

[saw]

it's a fine line between a lie and confusion at times.....often life is playing the hand your dealt while you try to figure out the rules of the game before you lose all your clothes................

[Night Writer]

Confusion sets, in that place between love and lust. I have a hard time with that too. Its not the heart that lies she'll always tell the truth. It is our minds that jumble everything and turn everything you felt into a crappy broken down out house. Yup it seems all I'm ever left with a big pile of shit covered up by withered swollen boards.

[still.trucking]

I don't know if itis a blessing or a curse
I can not hide my lying heart
I am too transparent.

Keep on writing CS
thank you for the poem
"my sister myself"

[creativesoul]

throwing away paper
clothes
with old energy on it-
back to salvation army you go-
peace and thanks everyone
got jungle internet----