A poem of the heart.... Love this endless journey, someone to call your own. Testing the strength of everyone, who would give their heart a home. Life stands in wait, for loves finest hour. So the depths of my soul, can feel loves awesome power. Days can feel so dark, and the nights can seem so long. A heart is captured, then tossed away, in search of where it belongs. They say time waits for no man, but when did that time begin? The gates rushed open, our hearts run wild, but why do so few win? Squeeze my heart, touch my soul, take the darkness that I feel. Take my dreams, give them wings, show me love is real. Yet time goes on, the race is long, it can make you feel insane. The hidden fears, so many years, scared alone you may remain. Love, the willingness to sacrifice yourself, so together a life we find joy. Oh yes, the book of love, is the same for both girls and boys. Searching, looking, seeking, for something you can feel but can not see. Someone who is willing to go deep enough, to touch the soul inside of me. HEIDI HARPER 9/3/14
Posted on: Wed, 03 Sep 2014 21:01:55 +0000
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