Monday, December 12, 2011

Puzzles of the Heart


Your eyes would often stare
But my words wouldn’t dare
For it pierces though my heart
Shattering and taking it apart

I picked up the strewn pieces
With each breathe I oft ceases
For it will be my offering to you
A puzzle that you always knew

Put it together to see its intent
Embrace it to own its content
For it will never be the same
For inside it is only your name

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