Cupid heart ❤❤❤❤❤

We all have a heart
A heart of gold
That which fears all forms of dart
Cause it's weary and old
In its chambers are many wishes
Wishes of lust and those not to be told
Washing up its thoughts like the morning dishes

The golden heart is gentle
With every strand of emotion so feeble
It's tears, so cold like the morning dew
Waiting for who to pay a sympathetic due
Where there is none it shrinks in its cradle.

A man has always been it's subject
Controlling his choice in all moment
Also those who claim to lock up blindly
Are made weak by a unit called family
The golden heart sees us as its budget
With all accounted for and none to forget

Gift or a curse we never know
Manipulated by friends and by foe
The golden heart, weapon stronger than Odyssey's bow
I have mine and you have yours too
Use it carefully and to its full