THE SEED OF A HEART

seedheartOnce upon a time,
There was a man,
Whose cold heart,
Would turn to ice,
All that he found in his path,
And like in most fairy tales,
Our heroine was almost stale,
As when her fate joined his,
Her wild heart almost became,
One of those extinct species,

Midnight passed,
Yet no prince strikes,
Her anxious heart,
For ever trapped,
To this ice-cold frozen path,
By the river Piedra,
Our heroine cries,
Calling for a soaring eye,

There is no time left,
Serafina casts a spell,
The seed of her heart,
Can sprout again,
And like in most fairy tales,
Our heroine’s heart,
For ever bloomed,
In an eternity of wild woods

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