My Heart Speaks

 In the silent whispers of the night, my heart speaks,

Of a love that's ever growing, reaching its peaks.
Never ceasing, never waning, steadfast and true,
In slumber's sweet surrender, it dreams only of you.

The scent of your hair, a memory so dear,
In dreams and waking moments, I wish you were near.
As I drift into sleep, and as I awake,
Images of you, my heart does take.

I pray the storm of your anger has passed,
And in its wake, a calm so vast.
Do you love me, as I love you, with a love so deep?
A love that's ours, for us to keep.

Know this, my dear, there's nothing I wouldn't do,
For you, my sun, my moon, my morning dew.
I yearn for my friend, the one who knows me well,
In your presence, my heart does swell.

I pray for your forgiveness, for the reasons you're mad,
And hope our bond, once broken, can be clad.
Each day, my love for you grows more,
A love that's deeper than any before.

I pray your love for me is the same,
A love that's more than just a name.
I LOVE YOU, words so true,
Echoing in the silence, a love that's due.