Wild Hearts 

​My heart has a heavy gate

You may call me overprotective

But it’s the only thing that beats

In the dead silence of the night.

If you knock once, I might not open;

But with persistency

I’ll let you enter;

On two conditions:

Leave it as it is

Or add something beautiful.

.

Do not impose 

For hearts are not machines

Do not be impatient

For hearts have their own rhythms

Do not attach

For hearts 

Are

Wild

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