Her Heart Is My Sanctuary

I floated fatigued as a ship with none to steer, Banging and crashing with no sanctuary near, And then she dawned blooming: a crimson rose, Soothing with an angelic smile my heart that froze. Heart leapt sensing her move as a gentle breeze, Glancing at me like the moon, through the trees. In the morn, she sunned my cold, snowy world; In the eve, my soul froze when darkness furled. I stood wriggling, and adoring her lovely heart, Waiting for a welcome call, to my piece of art. Soon lovely petals opened and let me sail in; Her heart is my sanctuary: my greatest win. Image source: Pixabay *A 1st Place* in the following contest (judged on Sept. 1, 2020) COMPLETELY YOUR CHOICE any form any theme Poetry Contest Sponsor: Brian Stand *A 2nd Place* in the following contest (judged on Aug. 22, 2020) Sanctuary Poetry Contest Sponsor: Silent One *A 3rd Place* in the following contest (judged on Jan. 8, 2021) Jan. 7, 2021 (Originally posted on Aug. 22, 2020) Battle of most acclaimed 2020 POEMS Poetry Contest Contest Sponsor: John Hamilton