Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
My heart has many rooms, I occupy but a few. The rest go unvisited. Till the light began to flicker on and I've discovered a new part of me. Take my hand, lead me through the mazes of hallways. Show me the rooms, I've constructed for you. Inhabit it. Feed it with your passion of life. Till my heart is lit ablaze from it. Light each room with your warmth. Make my heart into our home.
0
Jun 1, 2014
Jun 1, 2014 at 5:27 PM UTC
Occupying but a few...
My heart has many rooms, I occupy but a few. The rest go unvisited. Till the light began to flicker on and I've discovered a new part of me. Take my hand, lead me through the mazes of hallways. Show me the rooms, I've constructed for you. Inhabit it. Feed it with your passion of life. Till my heart is lit ablaze from it. Light each room with your warmth. Make my heart into our home.
Nickel
Written by
American
Jun 1, 2014
Jun 1, 2014 at 5:27 PM UTC
Request permission to use this poem