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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