Bad Poem 55 Why My Heart Was Born

55_Why My Heart Was Born

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You came by the Night,

Wrapped in a ray of moonlight,

Kissed me on the lips,

And my hands touched the black sky,

That is your hair –

                                But when I awoke,

                                My Goddess of the Night was gone.

The heart born in my chest

Born to love –

                                To be yours,

Is lost in the day,

Blinded by the light.

So I carry the Cross on my

Giant shoulder –

                                And think not of tomorrow, for tomorrow will take care of itself.

Now, I think of the Night

Wrapped in a dream of your lust –

                                With my heart born to love,

                                To love you.