The Heart First... Poem by Tyrone Wingfield

She stole my heart befor I knew it
Even before her beauty caught my eyes
Even before Her angelic voice entered my mind
She had me seeing Her face in the cloudy skies
Because She attacked my heart first...

She had me in chains before I noticed
The brand new thoughts entering my head
Next thing I knew I had memorized
Every single word She ever said
Because She infected the heart first...

She had me dreaming of holding Her
Simply laying still, Her secure in my arms
Then my every thought was to protect Her
And make sure She never came to harm
Because She devoured the heart first

Now my only nightmare is to EXIST without her
Because life without Her can't be called living
I hear someone saying 'You can't be without Her'
Dancing within my head, always repeating
Because She secured the heart first

This is nowhere near complaining, but a report of my hearts only thirst
That was only installed, Because She caught my Heart first