my sky is a kaleidoscope

Thinking back on times of the heart,
times when it would bubble up with joy,

swell with happiness and love,

ache from a missing piece,
beat hard and heavily with passion,

and times when I could feel it cry out with longing...
Thinking back on those times,
I don't think it has ever
bubbled up,
swelled,
ached,

beat,

or longed

as much as it does at the thought of you.