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.
Jul 4, 2013
Jul 4, 2013 at 4:28 PM UTC
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.
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