The petulant heart

The petulant heart
~
Headstrong in its own demands
The whim of a heart stands out
Stubborn in every aspect
It shall love as it sees fit
There is no thought or reason
To the equation of the heart
Just a selfish passion wanting
For a love to be fulfilled
You can not talk it out of loving
Nor ask it to think otherwise
A heart is like a child
Unruly and playful
Yet always growing, learning
It shall do as it does please
Despite all warnings
The sulky nature of the heart
Only wanting its own desires
Is ever present in life
Accepted by the living

poem by Matthew Holloway
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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