Oh,  the heart
that *****  that holds
a world within it
and so quickly can turn
to heaven or hell
has its own thoughts
its own logic
and its own reason.
Oh, a logic and a reason
that is be a riddle within a riddle
a mystery of the ages!
Oh, your heart
how  its mystery
has over  come me!
And I am bound
and made its servant forever.
Oh, I am turned  and pulled
and bound to you
as though your flesh
and my flesh
were one.
Oh, your heart
its rhythm
I must dance to
my only purpose has become
to have it
and to hold it
in my own two hands!
Oh, I know
Yours I shall ever be
for as long as my soul
shall endure.