Heart Enshrouded

I sense the tight, amorphous cloud that is my heart
It’s shape is soft and smooth yet jagged, sharp
The moving mass enmeshed with dances new and old

It’s silhouette shades the core of brilliant white tresses and
weaves intricate hues of silver burnt and tarnished gold
The masses swirl within and reverberate thru ancient spaces

Its movement, violent and captured in the edges of its porous fluff
This all consuming mass of raging energy battles within its fortress
Suspended in mid-air it floats, a constant cataclysm of useless ‘stuff’

A heart enshrouded in it’s cloudy battlements seeks respite from it’s life

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