Poem a month fourth entry
The key to her heart
The key to her heart, isn’t easy to find. And most people just lose their mind.
The key to her heart, just where could it be? Is it really impossible to see?
The key to her heart could be anywhere. As this is a game, that just isn’t fair.
Could it be inside a treasure chest? Or hidden somewhere, in a birds nest?
But that’s to obvious a place for it to be. For an item like such a precious key.
Could it be camouflaged on the floor, in a cupboard, behind the door? In a box, or on a shelf; but then I suddenly thought to myself.
The key to her heart, is a poem like this, giving her such a moment of bliss. And as she reads the poem, her heart starts to open. As it was wounded, but now repaired; as her heart is no longer broken.