Love

The love I get from a gentle man,
Never thought I could have such a fan.

Wonderful is he, he is always to me,
Still I wonder for what it is he sees.

Always waiting with his warm smiles,
His love, warm and soft, I feel for miles.

Every moment, he says I'm in his thoughts,
Deep inside I feel, like in my past, against me he plots.

Never have I had such a love so strong,
Every moment away from him, I long.

Longing for his kiss, his voice, his soft touch,
Completely in love, we are that much.

Strength that thoughts of betrayal cannot harm,
For he has such a suave and simple charm.

I now wear his ring, making our lives one,
Following each other, wherever we may run.