Entitled "Flea Market Hearts"

Out of all the trinkets and miscellaneous things

You could find at a flea market I would’ve never thought

Your precious heart would be one of them

Hidden behind a strong exterior

Is a heart longing to be freed

In desperate need of a forever home

Your hope in love is restored

Within the touch of my hand

As flashes of our future race through your mind

I get lost in your eyes

I don’t even care how much stuff I buy from you

Or even how much money I spend

Because your love and attention

It’s truly priceless

The seduction of your lips

As you positioned them to speak words

Feels my heart with a drum beat

Your presence has no place amongst

This lonely flea market

You belong in a museum

The museum of my life

Curated by the love we create

Let us both elevate each other higher than we’ve ever been

Let us venture out into the endless possibilities of the future

Let us both embark on this long journey called life together

Hopefully it ends with a few children running around us

As an unlikely pair creates a beautiful Color palette combination

Painted in the colors of our forever

You do not belong in a flea market

You belong in the embrace of my arms

As you slide me the little folded piece of paper

Written with your number As if you are telling God “I finally trust you “

As we take the first step into the doorway

Unknown possibilities

Two souls are now one and this love

Is definitely a one in 1 million

Once in a lifetime

Kind of love

Hopefully it continues on and on

Until the moment we share our last breath