The Heart’s Spark
The heart lights a spark;
no man can depart.
It’s very smart,
plays its part, leaves a remark.
A heartache so dark
whenever we’re apart,
yet the heart must be wise,
for it imparts—an art.
Apart, it must dwell in the dark,
to prepare for a brand-new restart.
Poetic Works of Petra Fafina Marina Patrice
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