To You, My Heart
March 24, 2013
I have come to great resolve
and must attest,
bare chested and with the wealth of every beat,
that had I but one last breath,
it would belong to you.
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Spacious valves
dazzled skin
and captured soul,
Orchestrated by the abounding measures of an enchanted organ.
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Awash in the corners of each chamber
are your prints, apparent and benign.
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Alive inside mellifluous veins
streams the rapture of a discovered being.
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But my castle of bones, how quickly they do relent.
Not withstanding, my crux remains,
past soil, bloom, and flight
an immeasurable part of you.
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