Oh! Heart of Mine

This heart of mine will defeat me still.
It has no compassion for me this day.
It takes control of even my will
I have not one word left to say.
Like a beating drum played by hands so warm
It pounds like thunder as if it will never last
It continues to go right into the midst of a raging storm
Never once thinking of my own eternal task.
It takes me from one lover in the night
Then wraps its cold hands of ice around me
Does it not know it’s fatal plight
Can it not feel, or hear or see?
I will not give in to anothers lustful desire
But leave my tortured heart to endlessly expire!

Written by Sybil Shearin
(c) 12-2003
May be used with permission

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