Heavy Hearted

I have to kiss the world 

twice as hard now. 

I have to feel the weight 

of each leg of every butterfly 

that chooses to alight on my skin. 


I have to drench myself 

in the feel of moss 

and twilight colors 

over and over again 


to make my heart full and heavy 

with all the world’s subtle delights 

to outweigh the grief it carries. 

Song Choice: Nature Boy covered by Aurora

Liner Notes for This Groove: This poem was created for the Friday Writing's Prompt at Poets and Storytellers United. It asked us to use a cliché in an unusual way.