He came and stole my heart away, with savage blade removed it,

Let the blood flow crisp and clean...til it was expended,

Stuffed in trench coat, ebony black...,

Now guess what I need it back,

Said he popped it in a box of silk,

Gave it to post master of black arts...,

Who had a major issue,

Was always losing maidens hearts....,

My friend said he had mailed it,

As a normal male would,

Red bloodied I knew,.....!

He'd kept it locked up at his place,

So he could true rely, again...!

On catching his fair maiden's eye, the next time she flew by!

Knew next time he saw her she's give him love anew, but all the time he kept her heart,

It left her feeling blue.

As sparkling harbour deep, rippling far inside. he keeps it.!

Cos, in his heart , although denied,

Wanted her love not to drift on tide....

Left words barely spoken,

Pray, now!

Let us renew our love!

I say, let us pray!

Livvi Kent 19/04/2013.