The Gift Of One's Heart Poem by Strydar Enox

Nothing is ever given freely;
Love
I'll let you beat upon it;
My heart,
Just give me a beat of your life;
In your eyes
To cherish, to hold, to embrace.
For eternity; however long.


Everything is taken without price in mind.
Our hearts beat on,
And pain gives from one moment to the next.
Does love continue;
Do we find ourselves desiring more?
We know.
For lost in the waves of affection we become one
Infatuation.

Nothing is ever given freely Everything is taken without price in mind
Love; our hearts beat on.
I'll let you beat upon it, And pain gives from one moment to the next
My heart, does love continue?
Just give me a beat of your life; Do we find ourselves desiring more?
In your eyes, we know
To cherish, to hold, to embrace; for lost in the waves of affection we become one.
For eternity; however long; infatuation.

Love my heart
In your eyes for eternity, however long
Our hearts beat on, does love continue
We know infatuation

Nothing is given freely, I'll let your beat upon it
Just give me a beat of your life; to cherish, to hold, to embrace.
Everything is taken without price in mind and pain gives from one moment to the next
Do we find ourselves desiring more; for lost in the waves of affection we become one.