To one who holds my heart
I know you tired.
Mind thinking about what my hands could do.
Heart filled with hope is heart beats with a purpose.
Tears of joy you never saw.
Let missing you be a choice and right thing to do.
Because the heart has engraved the picture of you.
The smell of your scent cuts through the nose.
The warmth of hands still feels new.
If I were to write a poem about you I would rather turn into a book.
Phrases and words could count to a million if counted in numbers.
Blessed is the heart because your picture is embedded in it.
Let this love keep us together like blood flowing through the veins.
My heart skips the tune, the beat is written in your name.
Love I have is the result of your respect.
Take it and own it. This is forever yours to have and for me to nature it.
For us to raise it and for the world to enjoy it.
To the one who holds my heart??????
To the one who holds my heart ??????
Copyright © Benedict Msawenkosi Khubeka | Year Posted 2025
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