The Heart is not dead

Dancing upon the sands of time

Walking upon the sadder line

Showers rain a drink for plants

As memories speak of romance

Careful motions taken in time

Fond memories warm the mind

Slowly kissing as rain falls down

Screams for love without a sound

Tender kisses upon the sand

Lover’s embrace, hand in hand

Sing of love and play the harp

For love will come unto this heart

Faith in finding life with love

Seeking out the Lover’s touch

Hoping for the brighter day

When love will surely, come this way

Until then, I will dare to dream

Loneliness flows just like a stream

Endless motions inside this head

The heart rests but is not dead