Heart Of Gold Poem by Mark Heathcote

I heard you say I've got a heart of gold
I've got a choir and a chorus born of angels
Making crop circles in the corn, praying to Jesus
I heard you say you've got a heart of flying cinders
And one day, its flame is going to consume my desires
I heard you say I'm-so-bright and shiny men look away
In the twining smoke by the old weeping willow tree
Their tears taste salty but not as briny as the sea
I heard you say forge me a gold wedding ring
I heard you say, I'm so bright and shiny, men look away
But darling, not me! Not me today!
I'll take a bite of your ripe sunshine smile tonight
Because I'm plum stir-crazy about you
Because I'm in love with you.
Lord knows what I'll even do without you.
Girl, I heard you say I've got a heart of gold
I've got a choir and a chorus born of angels
Making crop circles in the corn, praying to Jesus
Well-I'm-not Jesus, but I'll make my life
A sacrifice if-you'd-be-my loving, faithful wife.