The rhythm in your heartIt must be loveThe spark in your eyesIt must be loveThe echo in your earsIt must be loveThe voices in your headIt must be loveThe chill on your skinIt must be loveThe smile on your lipsIt must be loveThe glow on your bodyIt must be loveIt must be loveIt must be his love.

Your writing maytouch my bodytouch my soulbut your voicetouches all of meYour voice leaves mewanting more.

We went to places lovers wentexcept for the place where bodies met.

If you had told me, if you had asked meif I wanted to be with youHere’s what I would have replied:Marry me already. This life of minehas waited long enough for you to move into it

Sometimes a little moreSometimes a little lessOther times engulfed in fearwondering if you can love me bare.