My heart

Entice me, less deceive me not
It doesn’t matter if you’re hot
My heart is the greatest gift I have
And that is the seed of my eternal love

I am not wealthy in earthly pleasures
But in my heart I feel my treasures
Sacred breath that I now depart
Carry the message of my heart

Even though I walk with earthly feet
Among the lonely barren streets
There is the rhythm of my heartbeat
That warms the soul with earthly feet

Cobble stones, I may be all alone
To know thyself and feel my home

Neither twain the false mans heart
With shallow tears that have depart

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