Your heart is not mine to break,

For another holds your hand.

Yet, it is my breath you take,

Beat in my chest you command.

Were I but able to speak,

The words I long to profess;

Just a simple love I seek,

Only for thee, I confess.

And in the dark of the night

I would wish that it were me,

That my arms could hold you tight,

Crooning a soft melody.

One chance is all that I ask

To prove my intentions true.

In your light I wish to bask;

This heart belongs to only you.