lover-hearts

my heart flew over an ocean
my heart is two hours behind
my heart left me a heartburn
my heart is early tears
my heart is in the coffee I didn't have
my heart is in my cowardliness
my heart was my hugging you
my heart is you, my heart
my heart with you, my heart

and

if you should ever come back, my heart,
indulge this poor body of mine,
and bring my heart back,
so that both our hearts can beat
in unison as all lover-hearts should.