Ariane Hofmann
Your heart in my hands
Your heart in my hands
I hold it gently
Hold it tight
Just hold it like a treasure
Take my promise
I will hold it right
It is on the best place
That I know for sure
I’ll take care for your heart
Every day a bit more
You gave me your heart
Your most precious gift
It’s in my hands now
And so I will shift
It with mine
It’s in your hands now
Take care as I do
So fore the rest of our lives
we’ll never feel blue
We trade our hearts
As a symbol of prem
‘Cause inside our souls
We both are the same
This poem was a present for my boyfriend's birthday. The word "prem" in the last line is Gujarati and means love.Authors comment
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Published on e-Stories.org on 14.09.2005.
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