The Mercy Of My Heart

the mercy of my heart,
is at your hands,
the hold you have on it,
is too tight of a grip to loose it,
my heart,
will never bleed through,
and melt away,
my heart beats for you,
pumps for you,
throbs for you,
my heart beats to the pattern of yours,
my heart will be yours,
my heart will signature you to me,
and you will always be apart of me.

poem by Taylor B. Mark
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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