The Heart

February 19, 2009
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Over harsh land, twinkling sea, and wide sky,
Twin hearts of lovers stretch beyond being.
Ecstatic, pumping blood, the heart could fly,
For the heart is always cured by seeing,
It?s unconditional lover?s red heart,
Always ticking and combining as one.
Joyous, loving, hearts cannot be apart,
Lest their worlds be consumed by the bright sun.
The heart longs to be loved, and loves quite strong,
It cannot strive in the cruel world alone.
An eternal partnership can?t be wrong,
For the heart is right, and rightfully prone,
To desire the true love, always immersed,
In a heart?s long love song, happily cursed.

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