A poem focusing on the heart of a woman and its precious sensitivities.

She takes my heart and I can’t breatheTakes my eyes and I can’t seeAnything in this world but her and meYeah she gives me love Got food for my soul, she lets it feastBut has the power to bring me to my kneesA fatal threat as an enemyThe risk I take for her love Because I don’t fake for a second to knowI’d be okay if she ever let goAnd it’s a fight when our love shinesTo remember that she’ll never be mine Cause good times won’t make me ever forgetThat yesterday’s love’s already been spentAnd since our time won’t shield the windTomorrow’s storm needs me to buy back inWith a love untamed by seasons of blissThat her heart craves when feelings are amissLike when our minds try to steal the penTo write stories our hearts can’t defendSo when shoved, enraged by reasons that thisShouldn’t be so hard, I have to remember thisIs love’s boulevard with all life’s greatest risksSo when it’s dark fight through & find love’s light again Cause even with love as sweet as thisMy head’s gotta make sure my heart don’t forgetYesterday’s warmth is cooled over timeAnd to this my heart can’t ever go blindBecause her love is one of life’s greatest rhymesAnd I can’t let my mind leave the reason behind Yeah cause even with love as sweet as thisI’ve gotta make sure my heart doesn’t forgetThat even though her love puts my soul at easeShe risk just as much when it comes to meCause good times won’t make me ever forgetThat yesterday’s love’s already been spentAnd since our time won’t shield the windTomorrow’s storm needs me to buy back inWith a love untamed by seasons of blissThat her heart craves when feelings are amissLike when our minds try to steal the penTo write stories our hearts can’t defendSo when shoved, enraged by reasons that thisShouldn’t be so hard, I have to remember thisIs love’s boulevard with all life’s greatest risksSo when it’s dark fight through & find love’s light againSee I took her heart and she’s entrustingMe with all of its thoughts and deepest dreamsAnd it sounds like a lot, but it’s just hearingHer heart’s sounds in the words she speaksAnd it’s all that I gotAnd it’s the air our love breathesSo to every beat her heart makesI’ll be listening Yes, I’ll be listening

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