All the willpower and
muscle
I need to
fight for you
my love:
my constant heart
Not grown overnight
My gift to you
Seasons return
The tides ebb and flow
But there is nothing
inevitable
about the human heart
A constant heart is a sword
that pierces the enemy
mortally
A constant heart is
a book of truth
filled with
life's answers
A constant heart
sees you
Beneath your worst surface
A constant heart
Always retrieves
the good lost
and
protects
the good gained
Shifting hearts
Are sea changes
Lives set adrift
Shipwrecks on the rocks
Shifting hearts
are death
They poison
What is green, and growing,
And could be
Every good thing starts out
in infancy
Weak and vulnerable,
Unfit to survive
Life or death,
a gamble
Into this uncertainty,
I give you
my constancy
I give you my constant heart
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