Your laugh, my soul
That arch of your brow
A tear, on your cheek
Your grief, my hole
My whole being
In your hands
Now and forever
You I am seeing
Seeing that smile, Cheshire
Those eyes, glint with gold
My hand, on your hip
My mind, on fire
Fire and care
This game of love
Long we have played
The tortoise and hare
Hair, that curl
My stomach, in knots
Our lives, only ahead
You, my Girl
Oct 2, 2015
Oct 2, 2015 at 6:00 AM UTC
Your laugh, my soul
That arch of your brow
A tear, on your cheek
Your grief, my hole
My whole being
In your hands
Now and forever
You I am seeing
Seeing that smile, Cheshire
Those eyes, glint with gold
My hand, on your hip
My mind, on fire
Fire and care
This game of love
Long we have played
The tortoise and hare
Hair, that curl
My stomach, in knots
Our lives, only ahead
You, my Girl