there is a special place i go

where things are cataloged and stored

i go there often to add to the list

to savor things i don’t want to forget

it can be strong as a vault

if someone tries to insert things i don’t want

other times it can be ever so soft

to handle things that are delicate to touch

if you can return the love that is offered to you

i will take you to a place few get to view………..

my heart