A girl's heart.

A girl's heart.

Will you think me weak
if I tremble when I speak?
Will you think me weak
if I tremble over my own feet?
Or will you understand me?
Will you hold me and keep me?
Or will you leave me?

Can you feel my fire
with all of its passions and desires?
Can you hear the rumbling ocean
from which my heart is speaking?
It is singing so often;
Hold me close, hold me near,
show me you love me,
don’t leave me in the shadows.

My eyes are carrying
the colour of hazel brown.
But if you look in deeper
you will see an ocean of waters
with hundreds of streams running
but who will look into my eyes so deep?
Who will catch me, before I drown?
Who will hold me, when I’m trembling?
Who will want to know the deep
of my heart, soul and spirit?