When I’m feeling down,
She brings a wide smile to my face...

It was 10 p.m. I was on the phone,
To the one I adore and love so much...

The holding of powerful lust,
Standing here being the one to trust...

Sweet tourniquet,
Embrace my sole...

Catch my tears,
As they fall...

I see you standing there,
About to walk away...

Please come and take my hand,
Hold on to it tight...

Red as the roses that brush against your lips,
Sweet as the touch at the end of your fingertips...

Mystical fairy upon heavenly clouds,
Why do you frown so...

A new born creation,
A touch of pixie dust...

When I touch your hands,
My stomach tenses...

If my heart could sing a thousand songs,
And beat a million rhymes...