Within the garden of my heart
A fragile flower grows
How much light is needed
It seems that no one knows
Some days it blooms
Fiery and bright like the sun
Other days it withers
Before the day's even begun
A deep and dark soil looms below
Complexity colors the delicate petals
A gentle breeze allows for dancing
And in the silence it settles
My heart seeks a caretaker
One with a gentle hand
As such rough manipulation
It can barely withstand
This little flower needs love most
With a true and steady touch
Tis the soft caress of a keeper
This heart has needed so much
Jun 13, 2020
Jun 13, 2020 at 7:54 PM UTC
Within the garden of my heart
A fragile flower grows
How much light is needed
It seems that no one knows
Some days it blooms
Fiery and bright like the sun
Other days it withers
Before the day's even begun
A deep and dark soil looms below
Complexity colors the delicate petals
A gentle breeze allows for dancing
And in the silence it settles
My heart seeks a caretaker
One with a gentle hand
As such rough manipulation
It can barely withstand
This little flower needs love most
With a true and steady touch
Tis the soft caress of a keeper
This heart has needed so much
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