I used to wonder what it meant to be in love like for real.
It's funny once that love decides to finally sneak up on you and prepares itself for the final reveal the seal that barricades ones heart seems to break.
I stare down into my body astonished by what has transpired by you.
You have done something for me that no one has ever truely been able to do fully before now I can plunge both hands deep into my chest to fish out all of the pieces that have been stitched and pieced back together over and over again so that I can hand it over without a second thought.
Just take it hold it and protect it, my relinquished heart.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem