The look from your eyes genuine,
The curves of your hips so feminine.
Your head graces the velvet pillow,
Beautiful hair disperses resembling the weeping willow.
I know you need your rest,
I canít show how you move me though I try my best.
Iím tired of my heart blowing away like dust.
I was hurting from previous loves with you loveís not enough.
I seek something with a greater theme,
You invade my every dream.
Illusions fade now I have something real.
How do you like me now that Iím sincere?
I think of you and canít help but smile.
Are you ready to walk every mile?
The perfect intermingling of broken souls.
Mending us, Love expressed in a single crimson rose.
I will be here as long as I have the agility.
Iím practicing strengthening my ability.
Iím getting better at this love thing,
Come with me fly upon my wings.
For I am the pallid crow,
Like you I am rare and will never go.