The Divided Heart

Divided territories

Borders patrolled

Divided portions

Borders infiltrated

Something to be worried about

Something to be feared

Something to comprehend

And something invalid

This heart of mine is divided

As it often is

Torn in half

Torn in quarters

Torn in eighths

And so, on

When I first laid my eyes upon you

I fell in love

At very first sight

And this happens

Each time I come across you

If only

I knew your name

And forgot hers

© 2011 David Greg Harth

11.06.20.17:50:00@NYC