The Mosaic of My Heart
No pain but life
from your heart I hold.
No fear but hope
from lips so bold.
Desire for a "me"
so unusual and without.
Bring closely to me, my love
as poetry from a mouth.
A mouth, willfully filled,
so hopeful and so proud.
Refuses not to share
a love so beautiful aloud.
Come to me, my love,
from depths, deep and dark.
Enter softly, my star,
the mosaic of my heart.
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