WHAT THE HEART WANTS

My heart desires return
To a time of you and I
Not for
The sake of intimate, shared moments
But for the belief
In a thought that in reality
Was not just mere imagination

For the fun found then
In stupid discourse
I would gladly trade
All this sensibility incurred
Through the passage of experiences
And an unnoticed deviation–
Neither considered, nor acknowledged

Though time has tolled
Unfolding several joys as well
And not just only–
"Why the hell"s, and bitter reprise
But in the civilised brains of
Our high held heads, we know
'The heart wants what the heart wants
'

-K.G.