You hold my heart in the palm of your hand,
like a wounded bird to be cradled and caressed.
You keep it sheltered and safe holding it secured.
You open your palm to let it breathe,
then gently close it savoring the need.
My heart keeps on beating because of your love.
It's a gift and a treasure from heaven above.
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