The Only Heart I Can Remember

My love, when you came to my life
And your beautiful eyes gazed at me
From the darkness within,
The world around me came to a stop,
For just a few seconds,
As I saw the love from within you.
You looked at me with your warm smile
whispered softly, “hi baby”
And once again,
I was at your mercy.

For when you look into my soul
And I hear the sound of your sweet voice,
my heart opens to you my love,
with all of my dreams now fulfilled.
I never knew that a love like this
could ever exist,
a love that consumes me
a love so powerful
and so overwhelming
that I fear if I were without it

My heart would no longer have a meaning
for the love that flows through it now,
is what keeps me alive
keeps me whole.
No river’s span is quite as vast
No mountain’s reach so high.
No rose’s scent is quite as sweet
as the love I hold inside.
Every time I see your face and
Every time you smile,
Every time I kiss your lips,
My love grows all the while
You are luckiest man to walk the earth
To have a love like mine
Loving is so easy now
You’ve opened my heart’s doors.

And I’ll love you ’til my life has ceased
And still more with my soul
Because that fateful day we met,
My heart you forever stole.
For when you look into my soul
And I hear the sound of your sweet voice,
my heart opens to you my love,
with all of my dreams now fulfilled.

As I gaze into your eyes my love,
Down into the depths of your very being,
I can see the love you feel for me,
A love as strong as my own,
A love that fills me so full of emotion,
So full of hope for the future,
That I pray I will spend the rest of my days,
Gazing into your eyes.

A memory burned within,
from a heartfelt second long ago
a moment… one single moment
that only a heart can remember
a fleeting thought, gone astray,
but the feeling looms inside you
we are so far apart, so long the days
that it took our hearts to remind them…
how fortunate we are, that a heart…
can return a fleeting thought,
one single moment, or a memory burned within…
so they can now live as one
as only inside true love, can such a past remain
until… it’s found again

by Janet Baez

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