The mountains encase my heart
In a thick layer of sediment and lava rock
Unpenetrable to the strongest drills
The most powerful explosives
My heart is mine
Not something to be harvested
I don't believe in taking something
that is not yours to take
If it is offered
Accept gracefully
Gently &
appreciatively
Take care to show the respect
which it deserves
For I do not give my heart
lightly
My heart is not
a discarded item in a free box
Or a ripe yellow pear
Hanging at arms reach over a peeling fence
It is a shiny treasure
kept safe in the most secret of places
It is beautiful scent
That takes years to locate
And I intend to keep it that way :)
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