• takotsubo 6w

    A Woodpecker's Dream

    In the quest of a heart,
    I wander branch to branch
    Pecking on hard facades,
    Seeking the softness within.

    Seeking a heart -
    Soft as a sunny winter morning
    A tenderness that,
    Doesn't blunt my beak.

    A heart that,
    Doesn't bleed when i peck,
    But resonates with love
    As I rest on it.

    Is it folly to dream?
    When all I find is
    Hollow shells of dried boughs
    Or shall I wait for you?
    ©takotsubo