Francis Julian Zewu

Pieces Of My Heart

It is you I promise;
Promise the
Hill of mansion
Feel of passion.
Because you are my heart
And am your knight
Knight in shinning armor.

Pieces of my heart,
You are all I posses
Promise to remain yours,
Yours till end of time,
Yours till the sun seizes to rise,
And yours, yours...
Till the multitude of birds in the skies
Seizes to fly,
Fly up high.

Pieces of my heart,
Finally my star has come;
Come out and shinning
Sparkling like crystals.

Pieces of my heart,
It is you,
You I will change
Change to royal
Change, change to forever
And change, change, change to romance

Submitted: Thursday, May 21, 2009
Edited: Monday, November 30, 2009

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