Thine own heart be true For my heart beats only for you Like the taste of the very finest wine 'Tis the sweetness of your lips as they are pressed to mine Just as the wind blows the leaves from the trees The very breath of you brings me to my knees Like the flowers that bloom in the spring The very sight of you makes my heart sing The softness of cotton, rose petals and such Reminds me of your gentle touch Like the Angels in Heaven, so divine 'Tis the pleasure I feel When your body touches mine Thine own heart be true I will forever love only you Copyright © 2003 Shari E Davis