Dare a Heart
To meet a woman such as you,
should've been shooting stars.
So it was in days of old..
let it be so again.
To feel your touch, hold your hand..
should've been Sonnets.
Endless flowing words,
sprouting forth a lover's pen.
Hard to resist when you say come hither,
you know I always would.
Melted long past the days of summer,
little heart mine, that dared it could.
Countenance hidden deep in soft eyes,
I long to find the meaning.
Strong-willed flavors of love, all mine..
leave bare my heart and soul entreating.
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