Prized possession

The heart of a woman is a prize to earn. We fight so hard to make sure we win. See a relationship is easy as sin. Love her with your soul from within. As her beauty sparks desire, her beautiful eyes can set your soul on fire. You can't get tired enough of her hand in your. As the touch of her skin lingers through your pores. You watching her smile is the best part of your day. As her embrace makes the pain go away. Her life is barren with you near, your life in turn will bring forth tears. How do you know that she is special.  As you watch her sleep at night you know your cold heart is melting.  You kiss her forehead to see her eyes close. Your her shelter and she your precious rose. You try so hard to protect her from the world that chooses to cause harm. She kisses your lips to keep your violent temper calm.  You catch her tears that she always cries. You try to fix the pain that broken her from the inside. Your soul died and she brought you back to life. She may not be your wife but she is all that you need. She is the woman with the key to your happiness indeed. No one can figure out what love is all about.  No one walks through the tunnel of darkness without any doubt.  Your mouth speaks volumes of her in praise. You cherish the moments and count the days. For your eyes need to see her again.  Your heart is pained by the absence life holds. This is a love story foretold.  Which lasts a lifetime till we grow old. So keep her heart and don't let go, for you lose the person you would want to grow old with.

Written and composed by
Timothy Justin Rudolph Rodricks