She came to me on a summers day,

Her spirit so high in solstice grace.

Arms beckon the call my spirit to her,

The yearning I have with undeniable pace.

I look behind to see my loves so pure,

And see the tears as she holds me near

I wonder what passion this other has,

When I realize it heaven that I happen to peer.

With sudden despair I hold deep within,

To wonder the happen to cause me to die.

As I look to the arms stretched out before me,

The beckon behind me as she started to cry.

Rejoice my love as I flail from your embrace,

Because of your passion, lord knows only me.

With richness in light as the past falls to black,

I realize that now, it's you that I'll see.

Endless the day that I watch over you,

To keep you from harm, and warmth in your breast.

I'll be with you always, you'll feel me inside,

I'll stay with you always till aside me you rest

Tenderheart

06-27-2002

Copyright..All Rights Reserved

(home)