I am yours.
I can never resist
looking in your eyes
and seeing "us" reflected,
the feeling of being
wrapped like a present
in your ribboned arms,
the tears in your eyes,
the, "I'm sorry" from
the chambers of your heart,
the hesitant, "I'm scared
of the word, 'love' BUT
I can't stand us being apart."
I am yours.
I can never
harden my heart when
you tell me we are best friends
and you can't take me not
being part of your daily life.
And then you take me gently,
slowly, by the light of the moon...
You caress my hips, kiss my lips
and make love to me all night.
I don't want to be angry.
My life was not right
without the essence of you
woven through mundane moments.
I am happiest when I am loving you.
You bring light to my days,
the light of a man who
knows all of my secrets,
the one who paints my empty
pages with a rainbow hue.
And the man who ocasionally
with tears in his eyes and
a shaking voice says, "I love you"...
and in that moment, I melt.
I would take a bullet
to protect you...
I have never felt this way
about anyone before.
I am scared too though
my words are bolder than me.
I just want to keep living
every day with you in my life,
and I don't want to fight it.
I will be your love slave,
your partner, your friend.
I love you.
I am yours.
I give myself up to you.
I belonged to you before
we ever met...
I just didn't know it.