Jan's Poetic Collection

When I look at you,
Words seem inadequate,
To express all that's in my mind.
I'm no poet, Nor an author,
To put up as words,
All that within me hovers.
I know you'll never understand,
As you've no heart to feel,
Yet, I'll always try,
To bring into your mind,
That there's a small heart inside.
I'll always try to make you feel,
There's still love around.
I know I'm of no value,
Still I'll make you someday mine,
You'll live in the palace of my heart,
Even if my body from soul parts.