If you knew her heart

If you knew her heart the way I do,

there would be only peace inside.

The softest words spoken,

to the purest look so beautiful.

She sings out in the rain about spring,

even as winter cries freezing my soul.

Softly she dances around the lights in her eyes,

bringing hope where none could ever see.

Her voice is like an angel speaking life,

in all of the hard times she lifts me up.

To be in her presence is like being in heaven,

all the hell I bring screams out in absolution.

A simple wink from this angel captivates you,

all else blends away into the scenery.

If you only knew her heart the way I do,

nothing would be ugly in this world.

Sweet tasting lips kissing away the pain,

as life happens and weakness sets in.

How she loves is more than life itself,

breaking change in a light so pure.

She flies above me as I dream,

sending beautiful images over rainbows.

Only when I am by her side can I breathe,

I matter to her heart as mine adores her.

So perfectly imperfect this touch never felt,

winds of sorrow fall away with her smile.

I know her heart, I have tasted her kiss,

passion fades but in her heart I remain.













Johnny Newell