*At the end of the day
To be told that it'll be okay
To feel that warm bodies grasp
To listen to the heartbeat and gentle rasp
When my tears have me drowned
I want to just look around
And hear the most beautiful sound
That means that it's you I've found
To have you, all of you, all to myself
To not have to share you even in full health
To hold you tightly, for you to hold me
For your beautiful face to be the last thing I see
With every inch of my being
Every part of my soul
For you to be seeing*
How you make me whole