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Heart Inside Your Palm – by Laura Roppé Open your hand. Close your eyes. Open your eyes, again, See my heart inside your palm. My heart is yours to hold, to squeeze Don't leave it on the counter with your keys Or let it fall overboard to sea Please don't slam it in the car door Or forget it in your dresser drawer Mislay it in the cushions of your couch Don't forget to thank it Don't make it walk a gangplank, Don't make it ache, or break, or wait too long. Don't pack it up mistakenly With the rakes and shovels in the old toolshed Don't say you like a better one instead. Open your mouth. Say three words. Bestill my heart. Hear me say them back again. Don't say you'd rather be just friends. Or ask for cartwheels and backbends. Don't leave it languishing up on a shelf. Wrap it up in blankets When the weather's no longer temperate Put it in your pocket when it's scared. And when it's feeling insecure. Assure it that your love endures. Then pour champagne and toast another year. Don't cash it with your paycheck. Or spend it all at breakneck speed Just take it slow and proceed with care. Open your heart. Insert mine. Keep it warm. Two hearts will beat as one. It's pear shaped with four cavities And it holds the very best of me Don't leave it at the check-out stand Or stuff it in your waistband It's at your command, don't take it for granted. Don't let it slip down the drain Don't leave it on the back porch in the rain And if you fight, refrain from calling names. Don't forget to thank it Don't make it walk a gangplank, Don't make it ache, or break, or wait too long. Open your hand. Close your eyes. Open your eyes, again, See my heart inside your palm. Hey look there's my heart inside your palm. Thanks to mamaneedsgno |