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Heaven To Me

An image is burned inside my soul, A mark, an imprint stored within me forever more. I close my eyes and see him there His penetrating eyes, his silken hair, His fragrance dulcet in the wild, night air. He sings, his voice enchanting and sweet, His arms stalwart, sweep me off my feet His hands caress me, strong and discreet. I feel his essence close in and surround me He’s perfect, he’s magic, he sets me free This man is everything I wish I could be He opened my eyes and let me see. He’s the one I love, My angel from above. He alone and forever shall be My priceless divinity. He is Heaven to me.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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