The Gates of My Heart

O' my dear pearl

You're the treasure of my life

In thy four punny chambers

You haven't failed to pump life

 

A mere four gates indeed

But ample like the expanse of the ocean

You have stored emotions and memories

Have you find peace?

 

O' my precious garden

Who watered thy gates?

And who planted thy seeds?

It's bitter water and fear of the future

 

No one understands your voice

You bleed inside

But you force my lips to wear a smile

You break into pieces when love is with held

 

So delicate you're

Foundations of your gates are so brittle

For you were wired with fabrics of life

O' my heart sail to your place of rest.