Oh, My Heart

My very tender heart, the essence of my soul,
Is captivated by my love, who makes me whole.
My red, red heart, enjoying the ruby sunset,
And suchlike beauty, it won't let me forget!

My bleeding heart, wounded by love's arrows,
Like the painful prick, of a fragrant rose.
My heart of gold, sharing while it is caring,
So the hardships of others, to be bearing.

My crossed heart, pulsing with pure honesty,
As orange dawn, gives true noonday prophecy! 
My heart's desires, in my wakeful dreaming,
Mad colorful days, when birds are screaming!

My sinking heart, when I've grown discouraged,
Waiting for the sunshine, when blooms flourish.
My warm heart when it is touched by another,
Like rainbow blooms when warm breezes shudder!


Written on: 12/23/2020
For: Curtains Of Your Heart Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Chantelle Anne Cooke
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Buhagiar Avatar
December 24, 2020 at 2:24 AM
Soon, my friend. We will have many blooms. A Merry Christmas. ~~
Buehler Avatar
December 24, 2020 at 10:12 AM
I am looking forward to it. Luckily though, I find all the seasons beautiful. :=)
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