If I sang you a song would you listen
would you read between the lines,
If I wrote you a story page after page
would you see the signs,
Now I cant
sing a love song,
Write a poem
think a thought,
But this feeling that you give me
its one that can’t be brought,
But I’m here right now
on my knees on the floor,
Not hiding just giving
this is me raw,
And I am lost so lost
to the sound of your voice,
It echo’s swirls around me
pulls me to you no choice,
Intricately intertwining
your words they do reach,
And I’m lost on the lullaby
your words they do teach,
And love my love
it blooms and it grows,
You being you
So softly words sows,
Your smile your everything encircle
softly surround,
Become my safety my home
as to you I become bound,
Open me
to stories anew,
And when they say where is home?
I’ll say it is you…x.