A Penny For Your Thoughts

My love's heart is a jar
Filled with living water
All the joys and hopes and dreams
Filling to brim

And left outside to freeze
Rimmed with ice, melted at core
Closed and cold
Swimming internally

She brings inside
Her frozen heart
To soften and protect
And to clean and fill

Perhaps with canned meat
Perhaps with strawberries
This is her heart
She does what pleases, her.