The Heart
The heart--
a muscle that keeps us alive.
An image for love.
It acts strange when one loves another.
A pallet of warm colors painting a sunset
of the feelings running through our veins
are like shooting stars,
appearing and then leaving quickly
when one is in love.
Like a single flower in a field of grass,
an infant at it's mother breast--
the safety and hope love gives us.
Feelings of love, hope,
many believe God gave us.
So why then,
if God gave us such a beautiful thing,
would He take it away?
A heart grows cold when one dies.
God took her,
leaving him with a
Dark
Cold
spot in his heart.
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