Heartache swells from below the heart
radiant concentric  flutter

constant, lessening, or growing
intensity, makes its way up
the center of the chest, to touch the throat
lips then eyes, I cannot tell

through the mind to escape
vapor, wisps of could-have-been

loops back, mounts
again yet again

much like joy with a twist
not touching the extremities

just spirals to a void

© Chagall 2014