What The Heart Wants Poem by James Harris

The heart seldom gets what it wants
Truly therein lies a mournful crime
Love will pester you with cruel taunts
Feeling as if you wasted your time

All I ask is for that one angry girl
Skin as pale as the freshest milk
Her smile twists into the cruelest curl
She dresses in fine leather and silk

To hold her close and kiss her deep
Drinking her breath like it was wine
All to have that heart of hers to keep
Just to make those pretty eyes of shine

She is a girl that does truly exist
My heart has been hers for so long
Those sweet lips that shall be kissed
She just doesn't know that to her I belong

The heart shall gets what it wants
This time there shall be no crime
The girl owns me with her loving taunts
But I know she is worth all my time