Wearing The Sleeve Of My Heart

I wear stripes like a sailor of old
Sailing the seas of love

I wear checkers like a player of chess
Making the moves to win your heart

I’m not always strategic
But there’s a meaning to my fabric
I’m wearing
The sleeve of my heart

I wear paisley like wallpaper
I just wanna be in a room with you

I wear polka dots ‘cause I’ve spotted
The one I love, yes it is true

I’m not always strategic
But there’s meaning to my fabric
I’m wearing
The sleeve of my heart

About This Poem

Last Few Words: Might be posting more lyrics here for a week or two, kind of poetry light, but hopefully something that people will enjoy. Here's the music file, if you wanna give it a listen I'll put the link in the comments.

Review Request Direction: What did you think of my title?
How was my language use?
What did you think of the rhythm or pattern or pacing?
How does this theme appeal to you?

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: Maryland, USA

Comments

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Thank you again for the rich opportunity to read

"like a sailor of old " very impressive with the text..The narrative in its sequential wording lay hold of its test
let me get something off my chest to lay hold of the rest
learning to take hold of flight soaring in the night is right
The poem marks a radical perception to comprehend
love the shape of its sphere all to draw ever near
Thank you again for the rich opportunity to read