Your Heart Matters
Your heart carries water of fire,
This ardent organ is complete.
It is a cup so rich in taste,
My protector resides above.
With a sword the thumbs begin
To craft my skin of beauty, arousing the blood.
Bravery arrived last night for the shadows
Began definitely, with awe the points of view.
The soul mattered to me when I arrived
For the body lasted and was fresh all through.
Do not dare empty this heart in my breast,
Give the force of love a moment of joy.
poem by Naveed Akram
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