Heart
- Janine Melor Enetorio
- Jan 6, 2017
- 1 min read

As I see the sun rises each day
As how I breathe the freshness of the morning air
How I forecast the bittersweet memories it could be
I stand on my feet and walk to the miraculous hope of today
By just walking through the crossroads
The soft beating heart of mine works out
I smell the breath of life that makes me alive
Heart beats fast, adds color, pokes soul
Unlike the old odds of sorrow
Dead, empty, harmed by a vow
But when I found you on my way to the unknown instincts
My heart struck by an arrow
Love blossoms, love resurrects, love grows
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