Sometimes I it’s think your smile
drawing me in more to you. At times
I know I’m dreaming, as your touch just
can’t be true.
Most times I’m scared…nervous that one day
you’ll be gone. Painful thoughts of you realizing
that I’m not the one.
Thru my painful sunshine, and out of the lucid
mist…you embrace my heart, you hold my hand,
and kiss and un-clench my fist…
You tell me it’s okay…
and with you it is…
the breaths I take follow happy tears…they
rinse away the scorn and the fears.
I’m light and I’m free and I want to open up
I’ll give you mine, if you give me your heart