Terms of My Heart

                               

My heart. 

If I feel like I can love you, capturing it should be easy.

I won't make you run too far or too hard for it

Though I certainly won't be handing it to you on a golden plate.

My heart.

Why shall I offer it's terms if you have already stolen it?

Like stormy wind through the trees

You've blown through and snatched it up

like a dark hooded thief

My heart.

You snuck in when I wasn't looking.

Your love melting into it's passages and corners

Insistent and insidious

Making it far too easy for me to take

and take some more

When my heart desires your heart as equally

No amount of earnest endeavor, love larceny or guileful trick

could ever break it's code.

You were born with the code inscribed in your soul

and that made all the difference.

~CJ Ellis

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