Heaven in every sense
My first thought when I wake each morning, is of you
And my last thoughts before falling asleep
and into a dream of heaven itself where we sit hand in hand,
are of you.
The deepest, darkest cave could not damper or distract me
from the sight of your beautiful eyes.
The loudest and worse sound,
could not shield my ears from the softest whisper of your voice.
The worst pain I've felt,
would be numbed by the touch of your hand to mine.
The most fragrant perfume
could not compare to the smell of your hair as we met in embrace.
And for your lips to meet mine in only the softest kiss
I'd give my every sense.