Michael Soto Poet Shape

My Heart

THE LOVE			      	                        OF MINE
	 IS NEVER ENDING. THE 			         LOVE OF YOURS IS A
      LIE, WHILE YOU ARE WITH THE                  OTHER GUY. ALTHOUGH YOU
   ARE HESITANT TO SAY YOU LOVE ME, I WOULD ALWAYS LOVE YOU AND THAT
 IS THAT. THE LOVE I GROW FOR YOUR BEAUTY EVERYDAY, IS A WATERFALL THAT
 WATERS MY BOUQUET. THE LOVE FOR YOUR SKIN GROWS TOO MUCH, LIKE VINES
   LATCHING TO THE WALL. YOU ARE MY WALL; I CAN’T SEPARATE FROM YOU AND
      ALL THAT YOU STAND FOR. YOU ARE THE PLASTER THAT HOLDS MY WALLS 
	     BECAUSE WITHOUT YOU, I AM NOTHING, BUT RUBBLE. I AM THE 
                   DISASTER THAT EVERYONE FLEES FROM, BUT YOU. YOU
		           ARE MY VERY HEART AND SOUL, AND I LOVE
               	                YOU FOR THAT BECAUSE WITHOUT
			             YOU, I AM NOTHING, BUT
				         A HEART WITHOUT
				                 BLOOD.

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Michael Soto May 15, 2015 at 4:17 PM thanks!!! I love your support. It always helps to get support.

Jan Allison May 15, 2015 at 4:13 PM WOW - all i can say - stunning shape poem - a 7 from me:-) Hugs Jan xx