My Precious

It is dear to me. It holds special value to me.
I hold it in my hands and it sets me free.
I guard it with my being and shield it with my soul.

My sword is ready, my valour, true.
I would die before anything got through.
It's delicate form raptures me.

It is with me at all times, I hold it close.
It is your heart, of which I boast.
It's my fantasy, my love, my precious.

It gives me warmth and holds me strong.
A harmony of love on the waves of a song.
Why do you astound me so?

My shadow glows with an aura of passion.
My amazing, beautiful fiction.
You are always my dream.

So why shouldn't I keep it? I deserve this gift.
This diamond that makes my heart shift.
My jewel and star, forever in my heart.

((Dedicated to the most beautiful woman I have ever seen in my life. She is so dear to me. I will be there for her when ever she calls, wherever I am. xx Love 'ou xx My precious Angel...))