Pure of Heart

As her heart grows pure My love for her knows no cure Hers is the best smile I've seen Her arms, the best place I've been The leaves of our love grow green I am to her, like a moth to a flame I profess my love without shame Thinking about her, feels like floating in a bubble seeing her makes my stomach jump and rumble her gaze upon my eyes evokes clairty her voice evokes purity and that's who she is, Purity.