Draw me a heart, my love,
to paint all over the walls,
over the airs of jealousy,
the hate and the flaws.
Draw me a heart the size
of your mountains,
your valleys and passions,
draw it large, draw it true,
and let me crawl up inside it.
Draw me a heart
to bury my fears in.
A heart for the future,
a heart for the past.
A heart in so many colours,
where flowers of blossoms past,
rain down on both our pains
and longings.
A heart so truthful,
it has no place in this world.
A heart so pure,
the sun would rival its glow.
Draw me a heart, my love.
Don’t leave me behind.
Let me paint it then,
over all the walls that keep
this darkness in.
A heart so pure, so truthful,
a heart so big, so bright.
It’ll be my world from now on.
We don’t need anything else.
A heart. It’s all it takes after all.
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Simply beautiful. A piece of art painted with words. I’m having a hard time finding the right words to truly express my thoughts on this poem.