As I stand next to you, I place my hand upon my chest. <br />As I extend it back down, I open my hand, there sits my heart. <br />As I gently pull it apart into two sections; I place one part back inside <br />so that I may live. <br />As I look upon your face, with it's magnificent, warming smile; I freely <br />give to you the other half to carry with you for awhile or longer if you <br />chose. <br />As you stand there next to me, deciding what to do; please know that <br />if you chose to hold onto this piece of my heart; to take the chance to <br />get to know me. <br />That if for any reason you need space, time or that you find that you <br />can't or don't want to keep this portion of my heart, just return it (which I hope will never happen) . <br />But if you find you must, I'll handle it. <br />All I ask is that you'll continue to be my one and only mechanic. <br /> <br />All My Heartfelt Love <br />Sandra Broach<br /><br />Sandra Soumahoro<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-heart-183/
