His Heart

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A love muscle so lush
Brings out a delighted look
On a glower face

It's a Rosebud
With the resemblance
Of a Daffodil

The inherent putting up walls
Of cold-boldness just to secure
A sentiment so limpid

Lenient bleeding-heart
Clement and charitable
Only of it's caliber can discover it

Sweet melodies, lullabies And chants. Buzz from its overflow
Garnishing the ticker of my own

It is his heart
And not mine
His heart...

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