Everyone needs love to pick them up,
I rejoice at your tender and gentle strength.
In moments of darkness, I ask,
“Who am I, that you should care in the way that you do?”
Then, I realise that I am purpose made for the pleasure of knowing you.
The way your mind melds with mine,
My heart has become your home,
The way you fit within my arms and against my body.
The more I see,
The more I know,
The more I want to give,
And then you whisper my name,
And you look into my eyes,
I am yours, always!
