Where my heart wanders!

Where my heart wanders!


Where does my heart often tend to wander,
This is what I often wonder,
Where does she meet me in my dreams,
As she descends all over me riding those Moon beams,
Where do her thoughts often lead me from my sleepy world,
Why is it that I like her long hair when it is slightly curled,
As she gazes at me with those sparkling eyes,
Why is it that many stars miss their twinkle in those night skies,
When she presents me the Summer rose,
Why I feel she keeps humming in my mind love’s most melodious prose,
Then wherever she goes, I follow her like the summer rose,
Here there and everywhere until I sing back to her, her own love prose,
And then as her face with charm and joy glows,
I look at her beautiful smile and my heart beat slows,
Then as she holds my hand and there I transfixed stand,
Why is it that my desire and my feelings nothing demand,
For every desire now seems fulfilled and every wish satisfied,
In your presence Irma my world is perfectly beautified,
No longer to oscillate between desires and wishes,
For a feeling of love that springs from the heart never perishes,
Time becomes its custodian,
And the will of God its guardian!