Be Still My Heart

Be Still My Heart
By Jacquelyn Hughes Mooney© 98


Be still my heart, lest I will chance
Because romance has entered, took hold
Simply…
Sweetly…
Completely
And wants to dance...

Speak to my eyes what my heart cannot say....

Poetry is the promise of dreams,

A hint of what the Heart speaks.
An insight to a grand sweetness...

Just a sweep of your hand across my brow…
Shining eyes that shimmer promises, not yet sung.
I longed for the warmth of your caress.
A glistening tear...

that crystal clear...

Speaks of our romance.

Oh, the kisses that move the heavens...

Sharing memories of times long past.
Speak to my eyes

What my heart cannot say, yet...
Breathlessly embracing sweet & sway...

that we dance to a tuneless melody that...

Only your heart can hear

It speaks to me...

Be still...

Awaiting promises of what to come

And yearned for in .that found crystal glass
That my eyes hear and my heart has yet to say.

Be still my heart, lest I will chance
Because romance has entered took hold

and

Simply…
Sweetly…
Completely...
Just wants to dance.

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