Picture

by Labyrinth   Jan 25, 2007


A picture tells the story
The way he makes you smile
You want to be his wife
And spend everyday with him
For the rest of your life

You're holding his hand
Hoping to never let go
He's gentle and kind
You say, I'm going to marry that boy
you've made up your mind

He whispers in your ear
Says I love you, my dear
And as he leans in
You know what's coming
So you smile and grin

He touches your cheek
It's your lips he'll seek
You're waiting for the kiss
The greatest part of your life
It is eternal bliss

Slowly, he's making his way
Deeper into your heart
More so, each and every day
And it's consuming you whole
Your smile lets him know

He leans in a little bit closer
Just a little bit closer to you
He holds you tight, kisses your lips
And leans back to say
You made my life complete today

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