Writing Exercise #55

I'm writing this in Duane Reade. Someone just said, "I hope she understands what I'm willing to give up to be with her. She is the god of my heart."

Just when I think I've heard it all...Oh New York city, you can be so sweet sometimes.

Write a poem about the god of your heart. If you want, choose a different organ or body part. Or an emotion. Or the best or worst year of your life.