My dreams of you, are coming true.
The trust you have, makes you brave.
How is it just now, I am seeing this?
From the first shower, to now in your arms.
Wash me clean, scrubbing my legs, my back,
over my scars, over my flaws, over my doubt.
If I ever leave this safe place with you,
it better be to your room.
Tangeled between sheets,
caught up in giggle fits,
confident in our future.
The old loves have faded,
they still hurt, but aren't thought of.
My cold hard runs, they have ceased.
The only place I am running too
is our future beyond the blue.
I will never loose you.
Your valued to high, and your not for sale.
I believe you can, and I can too.
My dear, my dear, you are...