The One
Looking into thee eyes of the man who touches my soul
His face so pure like that first december snow
My angel lifted me up from the dark stormy nights
That drowned my happiness in sorrow and fright
He mended my broken heart sitting in his golden chair
Handled each piece with gentle loving care
When he gazes at me my heart skips a beat
I take a deep breath and realize what's in front of me
A man created to love and cherish thee
My soulmate you are and 4ever will be.
Copyright © Jill Lamas | Year Posted 2005
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