Ancient Heart

I believe the heart is an ancient organ that pumps with century old memories, foggy lives led that leave their dark resonance.

Something, some feeling, just at the tip of your brain, you will never gain access to know, but it will haunt your mind forever to be answered.

So a quest begins to find the ancient path's in others that collided with ours. Any form of connection, of dense understanding from another searching soul. A storm of electricity between interlocked eyes, a touch that feels a thousand years familiar.

From the demons of love died, one can never reasonably hide. Memory's light can be distorted, even a betrayal.

Most of us remain in a wonderland of what we want, we will take it in any form we can get it. Neglecting to realize our desire may not wish to reciprocate.

Thus our hearts continue to want, yearn, long, ponder & ache...

Will I find you again?......