Fool For Love.... Poem by Dislocated Heart

held within my hands.. three items..
Green little alien.. glass shaped heart.. and a duck...

Must sound funny for what I'm bout to say..
I got it last afternoon..
from someone far away...

I carried it around.. as if I had gold.. and it was found.
Treasures that dont leave my side..
the ones I'll guard with my life..

I have a feeling.. I might just be carryin that around for the rest of my life..
its more important than money..
my keys,
my cell..

I checked my pockets just to be sure I have it..
and I'm out the door..

I was so certain.. that I was gettin over you..
and when I least expect it.. my thoughts were of you.

Golden box reopened..

I could never regret it...
everyone thinks I'm a fool..
Fool I might be.. but for love..
I'll be a fool for thee....