In love is where we are said to be
I love you and you love me...
United we have decided to become
together in this world as one.
My life is yours, an open book...
page by page... where ever you look.
A novel it sits upon display...
for all to see this love we've made.
Each truth, each moment every heartbeat...
yours are the only lips mine will ever meet.
Everything... everything is what you've become,
all to me... you're the only one.
Yet a piece, only a piece is what I receive.
not every page in your book is me,
not every loving moment in time...
the truths will never include my name...
each moment, each heartbeat... wont beat the same.
The lips that touch your lips...
The gentle caresses as you sleep...
are not for me to hold for eterntiy ...
for I will only ever receive a piece... oh but only a piece.
That I hold for all its worth in gold...
for precious is this piece to me ... even more
than my everything.
@s.ray 3-16-2013
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