Alexandra Howry

H

No matter how happy or sad
There is always a heart.
Most people grow up knowing the heart as a simple shape
Dimpled at the top,
Then loops out to come back to a
Perfect V.

Then,
You grow up.
You learn up.
It's a complex operation
The center of appreciation.

Part of everything
Always pumping, never stopping
Bringing life to something
Making it someone
There are so many someones.

All beating, all breathing,
All being
All loving.

But still a
Perfect V.




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