Prose – Through The Open Heart


– Through The Open Heart –

The city is my greatest love.
We travel roads together,
like blood in vein.
I bid it hold me closer,
as we wander through the open heart.

We carry pictures from our travels
down those memory roads;
A home once shared,
a love held distant,
yet kept so close
in the empty spaces between us.

It is that space which makes me love you most,
as well as what makes me most sad;
For you always have a welcome space
for someone in your hearth,
and always keep an empty space
within your open heart.