He holds Me

When I cry I want him to hold me,
When my soul is full of heartache,
To look into my eyes and see,
Each line divided is not but fake,

Baby I'd never lie to you,
Never make you scared,
I'd put my arms around you,
And then play with your hair,

If ever your tears decide to cry,
I'll be here to take care for a while,
Free and clear your hazel eyes,
Then turn them into crystal smiles,

There the ones I adore,
Picture perfect to keep,
Those smiles of yours,
Make my war come to peace,

His caring, loving and kind,
Not 200 papers could explain,
A person truly innocent and divine,
Is not something easily obtained,

When I see you hearts collide,
Eyes are blinded like a blank cd,
I hope one day he loves inside,
And then with all his love he holds me.

Dedicated to Jason.

©Samantha Jayne Reed
Wrote on November 4th, 2005