High On My Sweetie Pie

When the day seems, to linger, from time spent, on what to do. I can't help but be smiling, for there's, someone who gets, me through. No need for artificial stimulation, to help me cope, or to keep me high. All I need to keep me going, are the, beautiful thoughts, of my sweetie pie. With every thought, my heart, skips a beat, and my face, becomes a glow. I can't help, but feel this way, for I truly, do love, her so. For she, is my all and all, I become steady, for she, is my rock. Because of her, I can, do anything, while out here, working, around the clock. And when I do, see her in person, there be tears, of joy, from the happy tears, I have cried. Knowing full well, how blessed, I was, to have, her there, always, by my side.