Poem By Elizabeth Morris
I lose all train of thought.
Your my spring in my foot step.
I would walk to the end of the Earth for you.
I would swim the 7 seas to look at you.
I would kill to rest my lips on yours.
And still i ask how i love you so much.
I can only show you in my actions.
I will rest your hand upon my heart.
And you will feel the beat of the drum.
Its not me speaking, its my heart.
Always and forever.