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Oct 2014
He told me I hold his heart.
I'm struck with the urgent need to protect this delicate piece of him.
My love, I promise unto thee,
I will give your heart every and anything it may need.
I will do whatever I must to prevent his fragile heart from breaking.
With my touch, my loving caress,
I will whisper healing care into your rhythmic melody.
I will wash my hands,
with surgical precision,
I will remove any and all stains of past sin,
So that I'll not mar your beautiful heart.
He told me I hold his heart.
I will do so for as long as it is mine,
with unconditional love,
with gentle care,
with fierce passion.
Jacob Giggey
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