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The Treasure


The Treasure

Thank you for the treasure,
the gift of your heart.

Like a rose found,
uncovered, exposed, revealed.
the clear, lovely reds and greens,
careful to touch no thorns.
I breathe the sweet fragrance,
of your heart.


Like a songbird, I enjoy your music,
the colors of your plumage,
the softness of you coat.
I listen to the song of your heart.

Like a precious gem,
I revel in the perfection,
the way the light reflects
through the prism of your love.
I look into the jewel of your heart.

Like a princess,
Enthroned in my heart,
Ruling there,
crowned and adored,
adorned in the flowing robes,
of my love.
I gaze at the beauty of your heart.

Thank you for the treasure,
the gift of your heart.


© 2013 ajwrites57

A Long




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