The Mystery of Hearts

The mystery of hearts,
So intricately woven.
The thrill of romance,
Burst of lust.

For what do we live,
If not a brief moment?

A burst of passion can carry
Us through the mundane sadness.
The routine is shattered
With a gentle kiss.

There is no greater sorrow than
When we are apart…
I find my soul aching for the
Slightest sign of you.

How much longer must I
Tolerate the grey solitude?

This game of hearts,
The real, beating ones.
How fearlessly we play,
Until one shatters.

The ache within my heart
Knows no limits.
Bring me back, ignite me once again
Simply by walking into the room.

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