I grew up with an image of him laying peacefully across my heart
this Divine image of him took my breath away from the very start
He always whispered the most beautiful sentiments from a distant
and my soul would surrender cause I couldn't resist him.
He makes love to me through the soul of this pen
make wishes upon a star, blows me kisses in the wind.
I try to forget him but he's embedded in my mind
these romantic images are causing me to lose track of time
He's like Shakespeare, penning me down with love
he fits perfectly in my heart like a hand in a glove.
I imagine his eyes beaming on me like the sun,
He takes a tour through my heart and removes
every bad thing ever been done.
He allows my tears to fall safely in the palm of his hands
transform them into happiness and grant me a pair of wings
to fly away from this lonely land.
my pen, my friend, my lover within...
freely loves me with no ends.....