You are of this to me

by Emily   Jan 10, 2008


You're the thought that starts each mourning,
the conclusion to each day
You're in all that I do,
and everything I say

You're the smile on my face,
the twinkle in my eye
The warmth inside my heart,
the fulfillness in my life

You're the hand that's laced on mine
And the coat upon my back,
my friend, my love, my shoulder to lean on.

You're my silly, mature caring,
thoughtful, bright, and honest baby
The one who holds me tightly,
When I need to cry

You're the smile on my face,
the ever consent tingle in my soul.
The voice that makes me weak,
the happiness of my life

Your all I need and I wanted.
Your are all I've dreamed of,
You are of this to me..

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