Do you know
I spend my time
dreaming
of fresh new
ways to tell you
I love you?
To make my
heart beat loud
enough for you
to hear from
where you pace.
Relax your shoulders.
Let go of your tension
and embrace the song
I sing for you.
Fly in the night
from your rooftop
to mine
and dance with me
and God
beneath the starlit sky.
Angels smile from above
when they hear us
trade I love yous
to each other.
Until the day
you hold me in my sleep
and I hold you in yours,
these pages shall remain
our sacred house of love.
1 comment:
Pure emotion. Raw and open , like a wound.
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