SPECIAL WOMAN  

 

I crave your very presence.

To the point where I am starving inside.

Your touch is the greatest of Christmas presents.

In you, my heart has chosen to confide.

 

Your smile radiates far more than a thousand suns.

To the point where shades cannot block the glow.

Your heart is strong enough to carry a thousand tons.

Because of you, I would live in fire or snow.

 

My writing does not do you justice.

To the point where I should not pick up the pen.

I’m letting you know I finally trust this.

I am the luckiest man out of all the men.