Tuesday, January 30, 2007

A Place in Heart

Grown man time...

Source of my smile, source of my sunshine and rays
The very thought of you is spiritual nourishment
Your presence being the medicine for my sickness
Taking me to higher heights with every experience
Baby, I hope we remain close through our everything
That our relationship be granted with longevity
Blessed and strengthened through God's many graces
Though we may be thrown the worst of the elements
Intangible and not always able to see one another
At times, going our separate paths, growing apart
We seem to find a way back towards one another
Like a beacon, we are guided back to each other
I am thankful for you and everything that you are
I pray that I remain blessed with you in my corner
And though I can't always have you here in my arms
You have permanent reserved residence in my heart
Darling, forever.

-B

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

you really do have an old soul