From the shadows where I stood The fervor of your gaze Cast a warmth over my skin And the skeleton I stood with Was reminded of its soul And the skin that clothed it No longer froze to my bones And I thawed beneath the heat of your body. The pulse from your veins Shocked my lifeless heart And it began to beat steady Beneath the rhyme of your own. There, under your spell, I lay in peace No longer buried Under ice and frost For you melted it away With your touch and gaze. There, you uncovered the small life, Frail and green, Needing a sort of sun To mature and breathe And it felt the rays Of your gaze And it felt the moisture From your touch And long after you left That small life Grew
He wasn't a first love he may not be my last love. He's simply the man that showed me there was so much more to love than I had really known, and he fixed a part of me that had been broken for a long time.