3 listopada 2024
"Surrender"
My mind drifts off with thoughts of you, and how I love your touch...
Just what I feel I can't describe, but dreams are made of such,
I often wonder if I'll awake, to find it isn't real...
But day or night it's all the same, I dream about you still,
And I wonder if your solemn heart you'll ever let me touch...
Or has tethered pain to a hollow soul, now become your crutch?
Ties still bind your heart, you cannot fully give...
Nor do you understand in me like this, I cannot live,
To love is to "surrender", to cherish and respect...
To put one before yourself, whose heart you will protect,
To be there through the good and bad, to catch them if they fall...
To make right the wrongs we do, to walk you first must crawl,
To cut the ties that hold you back, and give your trust to me...
That I may find that depth of soul, longing to be free.