Loving you is a choice made And the only choice I have There were no other boxes to tick And I have let go of that pen To replace it with your hand
I hold on, no matter what may come Like thise magpies ever circling around my head Beady eyed and adamant to steal it away But I take it wherever I go Unable to let go if I even desired
Your hand occupies mine completely Leaving no space for anything else I can't pick up sword or shield To defend and scare away those who attack But in truth, I don't care
Our contours merge into one never ending road That only we can embark upon And our fingers entwine, as vines climbing towards sky So naturally they connect without force or direction With your warmth insulating pores from easy entry
This jigsaw is no puzzle Just two pieces One solution Placing your hand in mine completes me And the picture we make is perfection.