Hi, everyone. I’m happy to be back with another collaboration with Cassa Bassa from “Flicker of Thoughts!” Even better than the first, this one is called “Hearts and Paper Aeroplanes.”
This poem is between two “lovers,” where italic stanzas represent one lover and the non-italic represents the other.
No, I’m not claiming that I always write.
When I do, my heart’s like a jar – sealed tight.
And when it pops ajar, you hear it “thump.”
No, I don’t think I always love you right.
When I do, my soul swells like puppy eyes.
When I write, I snort happily for you.
When I’m bad, I’m bad. When I’m good, I’m good.
I’d love to love you right now, if I could.
But if I’m astray, please try tomorrow.
When I’m sad, I write. When I’m loved, I write.
I’d love to store you in my sealed tight jar.
Only let out happiness than sorrow.
Sorry, love, but this is our last “goodnight.”
I’m not always honest in all I write.
So keep your happy times safe and sealed tight.
Don’t let a dreamer like me steal your heart. . .