Here is my heart; can you hear it, soft whispering?
Probably not, it is gently concealed.
Each time that l see you, it tries to betray me
by hinting at feelings it should not reveal.

Here is my heart; can you hear it, soft whispering?
Should I, in fact, let those secrets now show?
Whispering thoughts that you may not want from me;
whispering thoughts you may not want to know?

Here is my heart; can you hear it, soft whispering?
Wilfully stubborn; swift, tearing aside
the curtain, long cloaking the flame tended secretly for you;
the feelings, so barely disguised.

Here is my heart; can you hear it, soft whispering?
How I would love to feel you, sleeping there
beside me, as I wake; your head on my shoulder;
the pale Sun's caress, softly kissing your hair.

Here is my heart; can you hear it, soft whispering?
How I long just to walk out in the Sun
hand in hand with you across the sweet meadows
where grow all the soft words of love, just begun.

Here is my heart; can you hear it, soft whispering?
You are the bright, Evening Star in my skies.
Enslaved by your grace, I am hopelessly lost;
captured by your gaze, I drown in your eyes.

Here is my heart; can you hear it, soft whispering?
Picturing you bathed in soft candlelight;
your skin, honey golden; eyes dark, full of mystery.
Heart-stopping beauty; exquisite delight.

Here is my heart can you hear it, soft whispering?
Wanting you close, at the end of the day;
weaving together, our dreams in the darkness;
gently exploring sweet games lovers play.

Here is my heart can you hear it, soft whispering?
Probably not; just a friend there, you see;
but, everyone has an odd moment of weakness
one day, perhaps, you could save one for me.