Happiness in drought
Though the rain did not fall
from these eyes when you said
you were his

My heart was already yours

Meaning lost in mediocrity
A spark ignited from curious ardor
Excellence in eloquent discourse

My heart was still yours

Opon sultry lips, we met in the night
Did pale, sweet ignorance unite
two souls who ache for each others embrace
The song of heart's fealty to another
calling back to life what senses were relinquished
in our moment there

My heart is only yours

And so the mind now quivers
at the thought of needing me
So softly spoken from your tongue
"I do not want you to go away"
But the curiosity grows sour with defeat
wondering how it could not be only
my arms you seek
But my patience never rests for you

And my heart will always be yours