My Heart Will Go On - Blackout Poetry Notes

She Blossomed

She blossomed
with a heart mild as a dove,
and a love
ever fierce and tender.

So many put on a
shroud of mystery -
emotions can be played with,
yet this heart
can't stop thinking
on love.

Some people with feelings
light of heart
sense hope growing
as a reprieve,
deep and silent.

An eye wandering was utter impossibility.
There must be no two hearts
so similar,
so in unison,
so beloved.

Do you love that her mind wanders to nonsense?
Let her have quiet,
and encourage her heart
to foster that intelligence.

My words
smoulder
in his heart.

Her spirit and heart came round
out of doors: She would be happy
entirely alone,
and every breath so
full of life.

I promise
hand against heart
to express what my heart seldom reveals,
the deep purity of this love
and our happiness
as long as I live.

I say truly
as I draw closer to the end
my heart is better
in old age.

It will do me good
to write among
kind-hearted people.