Fools' Heart



I feel her heart race,
And envy her life's grace.
Her warmth intrigues me
With this innocence I see,
The blood calls me close.
Ignorance is her diagnose:
I smell her lust quit strong,
Hear it in her voice like a song.

A fools heart is most capturing

For you can feel it shattering

As the truth is uncovered.

My Identity is discovered

Right before death does us part.

Poor, Poor fools heart