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May 3, 2012

michaelpoetry

Keep her heart inside your pocket, wear it like a golden locket.

Hold her when she needs to be, let her loose when she needs free.

Kiss her when the time is right, and always use your strength, your might

to send her all the swords that would defend her

as if she were your dream, your queen,

but most of all, let it be known, you placed your heart before that throne

and made your way to her. To home.

And slept in burning, eternal grace

while kissing again that pretty face.

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