My Heart Is Yours To Hold
Your veneration is a sweet zephyr
I weave my hand into yours
You gaze deeply into my eyes
The whisper of your voice as you utter "I love you" is hypnotic
Startled to acknowledge the truth of it
You aren't trying to decieve me
"And I love you" those wonderful words are finally set free
Sleeping on the edge of the river
Our faces bathed in a silvery ribbon of nightlight
Never have I felt my heart at peace as I do now
Oh how we have found each other is still a mystery to me
No longer am I always disconsolate
Because you have freely chosen to be mine
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