She Gently Holds My Heart

She Gently Holds My Heart

by Brian Watt


she gently holds my heart as none have done

her smell, her glance, her touch, her soft caress

she knows so well how to delight my soul

a smile, a laugh does bring a joy to me


yet does she truly know how much I care

so deep and broad my love for her endures

a thousand thousand years will come and go

before another love the same could be


but these such words cannot describe my thoughts

nor written paper feel all things I hold

why must I struggle always to express

the feelings I do hold for her inside


for as I try in vain to put them down

the pen but draws pale shadows of the truth

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