NaPoWriMo 2015: Day 5

Inspired by John Connolly's achingly lovely Book of Lost Things

#5: The Seeker

I am gone down to the Land of Lost Things
To look for my heart.
Light as a feather it fell from my lips
When first we kissed
And flew away, flew away.

I am gone down to the Land of Lost Things

To ransom my heart.
Love took it captive; so gently it fell
Under her spell

And stole away, stole away.