Heaven Knows Poem by W H Benjamin

On the train, I think: if she loves me


I'll wake smiling everyday,


Look on a face bright, beautiful, with love


Love that burns and pales the sunset glow


Fades the silver beauty of our stars


Wan moon forgive me, she enthralls me so,


Charming like the burnished gold of dawn sky


With lips that bring heaven to its knees


Definition of beautiful sin


Envy of all the pretty things


Could I ever forget her though


Would you ever let this feeling go?


Wonder, love; this timeless truth


Ageless like the ocean's flow


If she loves me, if she does


That's all I'll ever need to know.