As I open the door to my lover,
I am filled with such anticipation.
What will he think when he sees
me? Will he love me still? So much
time has passed since last we met.
Will he feel the same as he did?
Alas, I look upon my love...
Her beauty takes my breath away.
My heart races so that I am sure
she can see it hitting my chest.
Is it my nervousness, or the candle
light and sweet fragrence of the
room that makes me feel so weak?
What joy I see in her eyes. She is
pleased with me, I can see.
I tremble as I take his hand in
mine. Oh, the feeling I get deep
inside my soul when I feel his
big, strong hand close around mine;
so small when compared to his.
This excitement will surely
come rushing out of me if I don't
hold my breath. The look in his
eyes tells me he still loves me.
The smile on his face tells me
that we will surely re-kindle
the flames of old...
She is so beautiful, and she
is so soft as I run my hand
through her long, silky brown
hair. I have waited so long for
this day. I was sure we would
never make it to this point.
Her perfume confuses me. I want
nothing more than to get lost in
her loveliness. But I must remember
she is a delicate rose, in the
hands of a giant, full of passion.
So, gentle and slow it will be.
I want to make the most of every
moment of this precious time
we will spend together.
I look into his eyes and see the trials of this world surrounding him.
Oh how I long to make them dissappear.
I will love him until the outside world falls away.
He can rest in my love and know that there is no one else in my life.
He can hide his heart in mine.
He can feel free to be the man
who lives deep inside his heart.
He is home when we are here alone.
LOVER'S DELIGHT 
As I open the door to my lover,
Alas, I look upon my love...
