Looking in your eyes, seeing deep within, a life of joy, a life of love.
Seeing you in my arms, feeling your body so tight against mine. Our bodies fitting together, like a puzzle god created. Feeling a sens of security, a sense of comfort. Feeling your heartbeat with mine, creating a rythm my soul dances to. What is this feeling, this overwhelming sense in my body, other than the sense of love. The feeling of being loved. In your arms, I feel free. Free of the world of sorrow, free of a life of pain, free of the sadness of being without you. In your presence, I feel weak, I feel frozen. I want nothing more, than to stande there, and cherish the angel God has sent me. A perfect being, created by his hands, sent to me, to show me there is hope. A heart as big as the universe, as kind as the breeze to the trees. Could this be fake, could it be a dream, or could it be heaven, heaven on earth in my life. Whatever it is, I welcome it. I open my arms wide and accept it, accept you.
