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My heart is not a tattoo worn
proudly on my shoulder for all to admire
My heart is not a toy plane to be tossed
about in the wind or trampled under little boy feet
My heart is a wild animal, a tiger fighting
free of its cage of stone and steel and bone
My heart is a nebula constantly expanding
attracting and reflecting stardust
My heart will not wrinkle and shrivel up with age
My heart will not crumple from overuse
And though carneys and astronomers alike may
marvel at this shrine to all that is untamed and beautiful
My heart is only yours.