Steals My Heart: - Poem by Sherry Painter
He steals my heart,
Each and everytime,
But each time in diffrent ways,
I can't explaine the ways he dose it,
Slipping in between my rib cage,
And grasp ahold of the most vital organ that is inside me,
But he dose,
And he graspes it good,
And never lets go,
Just the way I like.
Stealing my heart like that isn't easy,
But he done it,
And he has wone it fair and square,
And I gladly let him have it,
Just as long as he can take care of it for me,
When I am not able to do it on my own.
You steal me heart,
Then you are forevern the keeper of it,
So keep it safe,
Keep it close,
And keep it yours,
FOr you have stolen it first...
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