Just... Him...
For the Love of..
The love of a man..
It is said to be written..
He who has a heart..
He who has such a heart..
Eyes of love..
One smile.. can light the day..
The other love..
-written by G. Nigro 2002 - A.K.A. J. Elf.-
is so priceless a thing..
that there is no monotary value..
able to be set upon its worth.
Deep withint he web of life..
on so delicate of gossamar stands..
the words of following heart..
that can truly love one..
is a man of considerable wealth..
Yet.. to read further along the stands..
more is found....
In love and warmth..
To love two.. equally.. fully
Is rich beyond compare.
Hands of strength..
A heart beating of truest compassion..
So small these things are to some..
And yet encompassed within him..
Can cause tears of joy to fall down ones face..
The clouds banished from sight..
For he doesn't wish them there..
and withj the smile of His smallest treasure..
And yet most exquisite one..
His syrenity..
Never will he be alone..
For it is her love and conviction...
that causes him to go one more day.
a love so pure.. and unspoilt..
Is simply.. for the love of life..
And the everlasting hope..
To awake to love again tomorrow.