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A pounding heart


The long narrow road to heaven 

Where men fall in pits deeper than clueless love. 

Hope you’ll find him seated on his exalted thrown.

Remember to ask him for a pounding heart, 

For life slides on the plate of breathing 

In and out, 

But still my heart beats inside my chest

A sustained life 

Hope my soul abodes here forever

With a pounding heart 💗 

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Chisanga franklin

Son of Jae an offspring of amaranthine fragrances A.K.A the last piece of Edgar Allan Poe

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