Dragonsheart

A stone that I found heartless and cold, To change,is with a caring hold. To love with every single touch, With carress of your palm,a closed soft,clutch. The stone seems to be growing inside, A little love,flowing which it cannot hide. The stone is beginning to change within, It seems to smile with a smiling grin. A opening I see very close, A small door with a note enclosed. The note read,I came from a dragonsheart, I was once loving from the start. With your help,I'm able to love again, Thanks to you,my humble friend.