Who really knows a woman's heart <br />But the woman wherein it dwells, <br />She guards its contents like rare jewels, <br />Deepest secrets, she never tells <br /> <br />Her heart.... a book you'll never read, <br />Written in code and dialect, <br />Mysterious and passionate, <br />But isn't that what you'd expect? <br /> <br />With secrecy's mantle torn away, <br />A most precious treasure's revealed.... <br />Her love for a man vibrates her, <br />Such rapture cannot be concealed <br /> <br />When he is enthroned in her heart, <br />She places him on love's altar, <br />Faithfully worshiping each day, <br />Her sacred trust does not falter <br /> <br />For his love, she surrenders peace, <br />Trading it for delirium, <br />And in calmer hours finds herself <br />Longing again to be with him <br /> <br />A woman's heart, chamber of birth, <br />Sunshine comes to reclaim its ray, <br />Dreams are brought here to be revived, <br />Love is reborn, day after day <br /> <br />A woman's heart does not complain, <br />Silently it suffers and cries, <br />When it's unloved and scorned by him, <br />It seeks its own graveyard.... and dies<br /><br />Lora Colon<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-woman-s-heart-12/
