Inside this quiet piece of our heart
exists a compliment of dignity
one we might wish to be a constant
while the world travels every distance.
We might find a serious medley of passion
we could pretend protective obscurity,
though the source of affection glides on
hoping those that might challenge embrace.
What handles simplicity, the theory of love
when two hearts align with sweet intent
is a mystique if discovered would confuse
unless lives are willing in chance encounter
This our beauty of the certain human condition
finds peril forgiving, when oneness discovered.