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Jul 2010
The human heart is not only of tissue
Veins, valves , and arteries.
Because all of that is superficial to me.
The heart is an entity inside an entity
And a mystery to most of humanity.

The heart is like a house with
different rooms, and at times it fills too soon.
One room is filled for love of animals
Another filled with beauties of the world
and yet another for that special  boy or girl.

So many different loves, so many
Different rooms.    how is one to choose?
I searched every room for a love so deep
That for my life, I could keep.
I found a room that was full of prayer
Walked in and sat in a chair.

I saw someone standing there with his back
Turned to me, so I waited patiently.
He turned around, but his face I could not see.
He then asked what was troubling me.
I told him that I had gone through every door
And could not search any more.

I was seeking a soul mate in my life
But nothing ever turns out right.
He said : you need not search anymore
For the one you seek is next door.

You never had to walk these corridors.

all love comes in due time
So open up your eyes for your not blind.
Give of yourself and they will give
And from that moment on, you both shall live.
louis rams
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louis rams  florida
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