The Travelling Heart

She handed him her heart in their last embrace,
She knew this night was coming,
And had prepared her heart for the long journey ahead.
His love had tore it out of her body,
And it beat endlessly on to the rhythm of their love.
She put that heart in a old bottle for him to take back home,
As she knew one day he would bring it back for her intact,
A heart that would visit a world she had dreamed to see.
When he received that heart at the airport,
He replaced it with his own,
Buried in his chest, her heart kept him alive,
providing him with the energy and passion he needed to succeed.
He fed the heart everyday with love and affection,
He held it gently when it was cold,
And cooled it down when it was angry,
He nurtured her heart unlike he had ever taken care of his own,
Hers was the most special gift he had ever received.
By the time he was ready to go back to her,
Her heart blossomed like a flower,
Its strength was visible in his features,
His love for her was present on every word that left his mouth,
And his mind and her heart had become one together.
When she saw how he had taken care of this precious gift of hers,
She sobbed and sobbed,
because it was at that moment she knew,
His love was not that high school love,
or that passionate lust for sex.
His love was deeper than that,
A love that lasts a million moons and more,
A love that no words could explain,
No one moment could capture.
He went on his knees as they locked eyes,
And he gave her heart back,
and it had been transformed into a heart of gold and diamonds,
The most precious ring that she wore proudly for the rest of her days.

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