A WORK OF HEART
My soul beholds a miracle,
Simplicity so rare;
A pristine, exquisite work of heart,
With beauty beyond compare.
My heart is touched with tenderness,
From the look there in your eyes,
For through the window of your soul,
In where that tenderness lies.
Shining forth so openly,
Like a beacon in the dark;
Speaking so fluently to my soul,
Creating this work of heart.
Just like the touch of an artist's brush,
With each delicate stroke of his hand;
A beauty created deep there in his soul,
Pours forth from the heart of the man.
Each longing look, each tender touch,
Say more than mere words can impart;
Speaking more eloquently to my soul,
In this simple work of heart.
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