Haunted Heart

How many live in the moment
ignoring desire
confusing the will to live
with the need to bypass the friction
that is a greater hurt than death
a reach for a feeling of peace
beyond the nipping jackals of rectitude

I dream of pushing you in a swing
your toes touching the clouds
your laughter drawing the children near
each time higher until I fear you won't come down
I hear you tell the swallows
how does he make sense of his longing
when living with a haunted heart