Wounded Heart

Your beauty gives the sun it's flame You set my soul on fire My heart is yours, I now proclaim Your wish, is my desire I dare not speak those words of love For I cannot take rejection Your essence pure, like a snow white dove That casts a radiant reflection Alas, I give my heart to you To do with as you will Your silence, casts an ominous hue That makes my heartbeat still Indeed, it's better to have loved and lost As I tend my wounds and count the cost