My Heart has left its dwelling place (8 ratings) by Mark Wells
A picture of you in my wallet, your with me every hour,
Your fondness for me the same so sweet.
Like gardens blooming flowers,
You make my life so complete.
We gazed at each other not saying a thing.
Our thoughts would entwine and depart.
We would soon need a wedding ring,
As we both shall share our hearts.
She had such love in a wholesome face,
Eyes would burrow and gnaw.
My heart has left its dwelling place,
And is with her now even more.
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