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Poetry The pieces of my broken heart,
Have blown away again,
I wait patiently as you gather them,
Those scattered by the wind.
And all I see when I look at you,
Is myself reflected in yoru eyes,
Suspended there for all of time,
Enchanted by your hope filled sighs.
Now I'm head-over-heels and on my knees,
Where you are is difficult to tell,
Your motions show a hard to read story,
But regardless, I am compelled.
You heart speaks volumes to me,
Though your words I rarely hear,
And I believe that magic happens,
Because I've seen that you're sincere.
Though I'm afraid that you will dissipate,
And follow the fragments of my heart,
I find myself trusting in you,
The way I trusted from the start.
