Your Deepness of Soul

To love me is to show your deepness of soul... each feeling that soothes the endless uncertainty I've traded in for hope, giving more thought to fidelity, making me sail on windless seas bluest than any sky above; how wonderful is closeness, away from the places I rove, and fall into the loving arms of the woman who is willing to go to the extremes and suddenly tame my urges of a fool: I should be more thankful than anyone who lacks feeling! To stay closer and listen to your tone of forgiveness confirms your devotion to me, although I'm too undeserving; is there a better way to make up for lost moments and forget they were passing clouds over our silly heads? Hugging you is embracing heaven and its wonders, feeling you is caressing a skin that's softer than roses... let this embrace be our promise to a bond that's never-ending! To love me is to show your deepness of soul, and the deeper you search, the surer I become... that we can be inseparable in unimaginable ways; have we ever thought that being together is our goal? Have I ever thought that two words can rhyme and still, be as meaningless as two undevoted lovers?