the greater part of us is in our heart
the greater part of us is in our heart, and it is said the heart is such a spring that draws us close – or pushes us apart;
stretched tight to span an ocean, heartbeats sing, (your memories will take you back to me like voices through a tautly spun silk string)
and in the night your dreams will let you see the happiness that is because of you – a blooming Spring that sweeps me out to sea –
the cold despair of distance births anew a lasting hope that springs to seize a heart and guide it home where love is waiting true.
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