In the Palm of Her Hand:

Her trust is changing

But she holds my

Heart in the palm of her hand

I don't know

If she even sees it sitting there

In the palm of her hand

Does she know

The completeness and agelessness

Of my heart, sitting there

In the palm of her hand?

Does she feel

It throb when she

Passes by, as it sits

There in the palm of her hand?

Does she feel

It go back to an easy beat when

I hear her voice at the end of the day as it

Sits there in the palm of her hand?