Her hearts grandeur.
When I wrote this poem I didn’t know what was in store.
A plaque against the wall reads beware.
Her heart is a place untouched.
A long abandoned corridor which leads to places untouched.
It’s something she must confront.
Her hearts beauty is unmatched.
Her heart is entrancing.
An alarm goes off if you are found trespassing.
Her heart is still filled somber memories.
Nature’s bizarre masterpiece –
The valley of desolation that has been untouched for centuries.
They had to build a huge dam to keep all her teardrops.
Hurt her and its like opening Pandora’s Box.
All her memories kept in a safety deposit box.
Make her cry and you won’t get a warning of the attack.
I hope she gives positive feedback.
I can’t expect her to write back.
She has the name of someone and something
Tattooed on her arm and a dragon on her back.
Jul 20, 2017
Jul 20, 2017 at 3:37 PM UTC
Her hearts grandeur.
When I wrote this poem I didn’t know what was in store.
A plaque against the wall reads beware.
Her heart is a place untouched.
A long abandoned corridor which leads to places untouched.
It’s something she must confront.
Her hearts beauty is unmatched.
Her heart is entrancing.
An alarm goes off if you are found trespassing.
Her heart is still filled somber memories.
Nature’s bizarre masterpiece –
The valley of desolation that has been untouched for centuries.
They had to build a huge dam to keep all her teardrops.
Hurt her and its like opening Pandora’s Box.
All her memories kept in a safety deposit box.
Make her cry and you won’t get a warning of the attack.
I hope she gives positive feedback.
I can’t expect her to write back.
She has the name of someone and something
Tattooed on her arm and a dragon on her back.
