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My heart

My heart is not a poem, you may come And sit awhile apart from the drowsy day And measure in silence the sweet sum Of all I am to him in him when I pray My heart is not a poem, do not read My lips for syllables sly in sentences That ever mask our inherent need It's too naked for pride and pretences. My heart is not a poem, I'm a man Simple in form and capable only of love When you come, bring not a plan But come to give freedom to this dove.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 5/11/2009 3:15:00 PM
original, I like it, yep
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Date: 5/9/2009 12:57:00 AM
One for my favourites David.Rgds Brian
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Date: 5/8/2009 1:02:00 PM
beautiful beautiful and beautiful,i relate to this,this goes to my favs---charma
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Date: 5/8/2009 8:29:00 AM
a great poem, Gods' Love is as peaceful as a dove, this is a super write, God bless you from diane
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