The Missing Piece of My Heart
Love defined is just affection,
Like a couple with internal connection.
As I looked at my heart I found it missing a piece,
Placed at the center which I thought was for piece.
So I now search far, long and wide,
But I cannot find the piece even though I tried.
So I stopped searching hoping not to regret,
Cause I feel that i'm searching for a person I never met.
Then suddenly I knew the missing piece was for love;
Like a couple or two flying doves,
Filling each others heart with affection,
Sharing life with no direction,
Now I know I will never be complete.
Until I do some daring feat.
To ask someone and love her forever,
Remain loyal & calm as the weather.
To cherish her pride and let her heart be thrilled
Just then will my heart be filled.
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