On the Border

Just beneath my heart, is a place for you.

I had to remove you from my heart,

But I could only place you so far away,

So you landed right beneath the curve.

   They say if you do not feel your heart,

   You can not feel or receive love.

Just beneath my heart, is a place for you.

Where you stay in perpetual anonymity,

Without outside notice, with inside stamina,

Counting butterflies and whistling a tune.