Title: My Heart's Balm
Author: Heather P.

How many kisses can this mouth pour forth?
What kind of love can come from this torn up heart?
Love, so simple and something to die for.

How many gentle touches can these fingers and hands provide?
What kind of devotion can come from this mind, so troubled?
Devotion, only to you and endless in its quality.

How many tears can these eyes cry?
What kind of despair can salt water properly convey?
Despair, a sadness that fills my heart with you far away.