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Heart of Gold
Sometimes love comes gradually...
Like a sprouting seed reaching for the Spring sun
After the Winter snow.
Other times suddenly...
Like a gust of wind recklessly dispersing dry Autumn leaves
Or like a momentus white washed wave in the Summer surf.
I once knew an April and a May
But neither maiden could say
Why a lover can come from heaven
With the face of an angel and a velvety touch
Holding a promise of mystery
Speaking words of poetry and such.
This heavenly man must never be tamed
But kept wild
Nor trained or easily blamed
Nor turned meek or mild.
A man who has come from a space unknown
True of spirit and tried
With hands so light and kind
As a feather blown into the wind wild.
Love comes not to those who fear
And do not know how to endear
Those far and those near
To one’s heart and soul
And become a part
Of them who fit the mold
Of the daring and the bold
Who love and are willing to hold
The heart of another made of gold.
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