There is a man in the night who goes thieving, <br />jewels, unquestionable things. <br />He stole something for me, <br />haven't seen him for weeks. <br /> <br />I'll tell you how he did it... <br />He walked up to me, with a heart of gold, and <br />said, ' I'll trade you.' <br />I repiled, ' No, thank you.' <br />He smiled, wanting. <br />I smiled wanting as well, to share. <br />To love <br />To hope.again. <br />So I offered him another part, hand in hand, <br />a single gem, my heart. <br /> <br />and as I said, <br /> I haven't seen him since.<br /><br />Chasity Dorsey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-haven-t-seen-him-since/
