As cold as ice,
Their touch left me
Alone.

Comfortable with invisibility,
I mistook love
For a stranger in my home.

As warm as light,
His company left me
Scared.

Familiar with invisibility,
I mistook love
With something that I feared.

As bright as fire,
The gaze from his eyes left me
Reassured.

Comfortable with closeness,
I now know how true love
Should really feel.

I thank my God who rests above
for all the blessings and the love,
for loving me enough to do
me a favour by creating you.

He has put you in my path,
and I thank Him for that,
for the kindness I see in your soul,
and your laughs that make me whole.

Your blue eyes and chilly hands,
the tight hugs my soul demands,
your tender smile and warm embrace...
They all set my soul ablaze!

I have seen the stars and the sea,
the butterflies and the willow tree,
and still, my favourite place to be
is the one that has you and me.

𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐,
𝚁𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝙸’𝚖 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗.
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚟𝚘𝚕𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚎𝚝𝚕𝚢,
𝙾𝚛 𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚝𝚘𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚏𝚊𝚗𝚏𝚊𝚛𝚎.
𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝙸 𝚎𝚡𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚜, 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜,
𝙾𝚛 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚏𝚏 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚎...

𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢.