If there's a paved road to my soul
She knows it.
Because she drives it every day
Sometimes with her hair blowing in the wind
Sometimes with a phone in her hand
Sometimes with me by her side
If there's a book to my mind
She's read it.
Because she anticipates my every move
Studied every chapter about pain and fear
Every chapter of passion and lust
Every chapter of smiles and dreams
If there's a growl in my voice
She caused it.
Because I crave everything about her
Even if I fail to bite a snapping tongue
Or even if words fail to come at all
Or even if I can't consume her quite enough
If there's a key to my heart
She shaped it.
Because her fire carves through steel
The blade cut by mistakes I made
Cut by shades of blue her eyes rent to the sky
Cut by just the simplest curl of red lip
If there's a paved road to my soul
She paves it.
Because where her footsteps fall I listen
Where her dreams tear at seams I will stitch
And where her future ends, I will begin again