My heart? It was yours.

It was a sunrise
That led me to him
In the midst of
finding the iridescent pearls
In the teardrops

It was a smile
That led me to him
I was searching
perhaps in myself.

It was a sunset
That led me to him.
Which I always admired
But not more than him

Maybe it was his heart
That eventually led me to him.
A tender heart
A delightful smile
An artistic mind
Which I ended up amassing
From him...

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