Be Still My Heart Poem by Steve Armstrong

Within my heart a stirring beats,
a rather splendid feeling,
reminiscent of 'A Thing Of Beauty, '
the poem written by John Keats.

My heart beats faster, louder now,
with every second gone,
I feel my mind begin to dream,
I think you are the one.

Those emerald eyes, that perfect smile,
mere words could not describe you,
I feel like a blessed saint,
to sit with you a while.

Now we lay there on the grass,
my head is resting on your lap,
I close my eyes and pray to God,
forever this will last...