A Poet's Heart

** This is my poetic response to JAZZMANOR's work "Why Must I Have A Heart?" **
 
You must have a heart  
it is standard equipment  
for all of us poets  
especially we discontented  
 
The thorns of suffering  
will always pierce your heart  
That is don’t you know  
the price of our art  
 
Do we truly love love  
or just the idea of love true  
Doesn’t really matter  
we still must do what we do  
 
We must feel what we feel  
We must write what we write  
We must carry our torches  
into our darkest of nights  
 
Our hearts they may break  
Our souls they may crush  
But with every new lover  
we will still feel that rush  
 
We can’t deny getting drunk  
on the wine of fresh love  
when two bodies fit together  
like a hand in a glove  
 
We know it won’t last forever  
nothing does after all  
Still we will travel that path  
Still in love we will fall  
 
Inevitably, we will hurt  
but yes we will heal  
Still every pain we’ve felt  
we always will feel  
 
It’s the curse of a poet  
to have this affliction  
We know such deep feelings  
are nothing less than addiction  
 
We may only want passion
and the heat of desire  
We may only want lust  
that sets us on fire  
 
But reality bites  
Truths sometimes hurt  
Others will use us  
then leave us squashed in the dirt  
 
We may want only joys  
but we feel mostly pains  
So we feed them to our art  
bleed poetry from our veins  
 
So don’t give up on love  
‘cause of heartbreak or fear  
Don’t hide in your darkness  
letting no one get near  
 
You’ve too much to give  
You’ve too much to share  
Your heart is that of a poet  
and such hearts are rare