my love the beauty that launched a thousand ships and as each vessel left the harbor they sailed carrying a piece of my heart that it may lead them to you a compass always pointing towards true love and that you may be drawn to it a beakon to guide your journey though they sail to fringe of map you are but an illusion yet to be found and i still lay at home with just enough heart to keep me breathing and it is here i will wait till i can hold you and my heart can be restored once again