| There are doors that open wide, deep within my soul, as I gasp and try to breathe- trying to ascertain how I'm going to survive this overload of Heaven, that comes as a result of being in love with you. In knowing that you're the one that I want to walk the halls of life with, and whose eyes I want to see whenever I open mine. The one that I want to sleep enwrapped with, and with whom I wish to bid the Sun good night, and still be with when it's time to bid the Sun good morn. And as wingtips and powder-lillies guide my ascending flight, the overwhelming sensation that I feel is "I love you." |