
You’ll never know my softness
You’ll never touch my hand
You’ll never feel the love of my heart.
But like a thief creeping out into the night
you slipped into my soul and have stolen my
heart.
But you can never know.
© Copyright Brenda Hager, June 2003
Do not use or reproduce without permission
""When the heart sings and the spirit soars, the music
of life is complete."
bkh - October 99
"Love is the music the heart sings best."
"To bring you laughter each morning and warmth at night...
would bring me joy at all hours." :c)
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