You Have My Heart – A Poem

I agonized over

what to get

him for Love

Day. It had

never been my

favourite day, it

had always been

a day of

heartache instead of

light. I commented

on this one

night as Love

Day was fast

approaching. He took

my hands in

his and smiled.

“You don’t have to get me anything.”

He said kindly.

“But I do. I have to find something for you that shows you how much I love you.”

He saw the

look of anguish

on my face

and smiled again.

“You already have given me something.”

“No, I haven’t.”

“You have. Look.”

He took my

hand and touched

it to his

chest. Under my

hand, a brilliant

golden light began

to shine forth.

“That’s your heart. You gave it to me the first time you told me you loved me.”

I felt my

hearts warmth emanating

from him. He

took his hand

and pressed it

to my chest.

Gold light spilled

from beneath his

hand and the

light pulsated in

time with the

light that came

from his chest.

“If you have my heart, what’s inside of you?”

“Don’t you know?”

I shook my

head, seeing him

smile once again.

“It’s my heart. I gave it to you the first time I told you I loved you.”

I was breathless

with want for

him at that

moment and kissed

him softly on

his gorgeous lips.

When our lips

met, our hearts

sang to each

other, filling the

room with soft

golden light