The Smitten Heart

You are the pounding thunder in my chest, Like a drum corps, with every word you speak. And when I see your smile, there is true rest And when my eyes meet yours, my knees grow weak. There is a missing piece in every soul Filled only by that one, sublimest love. There are no substitutes to fill this hole Only you, hold the place I ‘ve oft dreamt of. Come to me beloved, entwine our hearts! Be forever near me, spin close beside And sew a lifetime tether from the start That shall not fray, divinely stitched inside. Let us live a tight-knit life, full of awe; A three-cord bond of you and me and God.