M.H.S

When I think of you I think of Love
Your a rariety, purely a gift from above,
Your laugh and your smile, truly a light to behold
and the way that you love, never gets old,
the day we met was a bit unusual
your buttermilk skin i caressed is beautiful,
from the dimples on your cheeks to your hair to your toes
is partly the reason that I cant let you go,
see the other half of you i love is without question
its your amount of intelligence, and you sence of direction,
your stern, your meek, your virtuous, your strong
yet still humble enough to forgive when im wrong,
see ive lied, ive been afraid, misjust to decieve
and i hurt till this day when i see you leave,
i didnt deserve you before and i dont deserve you now
but a real man ill become when i pray to the clouds,
god understands the misfortunes the mans been sold
and all my short-comings that fit each role,
see ill fight for your love through the heat and the cold
because life is meaningless without My Heart and Soul