Come now my love to my place of thought.
The place where everything hinges on your love,
My completion
My dreams
My hopes of everything,
Where each caress
Is out of love,
And every kiss that of desire.
The passion that fills me
Is the passion of my pride.
The pride that builds with your hand in mine,
When at your side I do stand.
I know that this was meant to be true.
With every breath you pull
My lungs empty
For my life is yours
To do with what you choose.
Though know that this life,
And the heart you hold.
Is just as fragile as a snow flakes fall,
For at the slightest wrong
It could be gone.
I trust your love,
And the words you speak,
But I pray that they are not just chimes in the wind.
Softly spoken like a joyful song
But gone from the mind once the wind has died in the sun.
