A Key
a broken heart awaits its somber fate
the hands of time have made it beat too weak
to find the pulse of love it used to seek
it fades within a burdened soul abate
then hides the key that frees the chains of weight
within a soul where darkness seems to peak
it cannot beat in harmony nor speak
without the stroke of time to guide its gait
a gallant soul i give this gift to you
break free these chains that weigh this heart of mine
awake from dreams a restless soul to see
a heart that beats an endless pulse anew
and sees again how fate and love entwine
when souls in love through time find ways to be
January 1 2020
Open me first poetry contest
Sponsored by Craig Cornish
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