Vicki Waterhouse Poet Free verse

I'D Gave Him My Heart

Lips, soft as a shadow.

Devouring my very soul.

I didn't care. I couldn't care.

I'd gave him my heart.


Eyes, blue as a spirit.

Observing my imperfections.

I could change. I did change. 

I'd gave him my heart.


Fingers, sprightly as a fairy.

Surrounding my body.

I wouldn't move. I couldn't move.

I'd gave him my heart.

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