Love is just a word to some who never had the chance.
To be the one receiving it, enjoying life’s new dance.
Oh, how I wish you could relate;
My love’s so special the greatest of the great.
He tells me things that makes my ear forget
All the harsh words I’ve heard and regret.
My eyes just want to be put on hold;
To watch him ‘til I’m gray and old.
My lips attach to his in my dream.
Instead, it’s real or at least it seems.
His body is nice but what I like best
Is licking…I mean feeling his chest.
But my love, to me, is more than just that.
He makes me want to stay when I’m ready to pack.
All the joy I’ll ever need.
He’s saving it up, all, just for me.
What can I do except thank Him above?
For my gift, my blessing, my special love.