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calling all broken hearts

by Dani Rose

my heart expands
and contracts.

(some call it
beating.)

small things,
or
dinary
things

exalt me--

kind gestures,
the curves
of your smile.

the way
you navigate
the map of
my body

following
vein blue lines
to the center.

(to where
it hurts.)

05/08/2011

Author's Note: title credit goes to sean hayes, from his song "calling all cars," which is almost always stuck in my head for days after hearing it..

Posted on 05/09/2011
Copyright © 2025 Dani Rose

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Ava Blu on 05/09/11 at 05:03 AM

Holy $#%@ this hurts. (I mean that in the best possible way.)

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