There are a multitude of mysteries inside another’s heart, <br />the closest of true lovers would not know where to start. <br />We are the masters of concealment creativity our shield, <br />all the secrets deeply hidden, way in truly sealed. <br /> <br />Volumes of self-doubt are stored inside a person’s heart, <br />It make us individual, sets each of us apart. <br />We each possess a separate soul, unique in every way, <br />but circumstances differ as we greet each brand new day. <br /> <br />There is need to find a mate, to share another’s heart <br />to fill our lives with ecstasy…..holding back a tiny part. <br />engross ourselves in family, to love much as we dare <br />while all the time, way deep inside secrets linger there. <br /> <br />So much of life confuses us, so much we only guess. <br />As with our final breath, lips to loved one’s lips we press. <br />Then one will travel on alone, with all that’s buried deep <br />while the world embraces misery and sad widows weep.<br /><br />Ann Beard<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/another-s-heart/
