What Your Heart Wants

Just imagine being on this floating rock in space,

With breathable air and spendable money,

But not being able to say a thing;

Not being able to communicate

About waterfalls and chocolates,

And other things of beauty

Worth marveling at,

And not being able to tell

What your heart wants.

Just imagine being on this sphere amongst the stars,

With palatable greens and treadable lands

But not being able to hear a thing;

Not being able to lend an ear

To ocean waves and thunderstorms,

And other sounds of nature

Worth falling for,

And not being able to listen to

What your heart wants.

Just imagine being here on this orb in heavens,

With squishable joy and palpable grief,

But not being able to feel a thing;

Not being able to sense

Cold air and warm sunshine,

And other fine textures

Worth taking in,

And not being able to make out

What your heart wants.

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