Draws to a close
I realise....
My thoughts about you
Are always open, they
Never close
No wonder,
I always find you
So close....
This closeness
Makes me happy
Whenever I'm
Morose
If you are
The thorn
I'm the rose
Protecting me
By staying close
As long as I live
You'll be always
With me for all
The shows, this
World knows....
For if you are
My poetry, I'm
Your prose....
In our thoughts
And feelings, in
Our highs and lows
Amongst the many
You I chose, for in
You I find my love
And repose, when
In your arms, me
You enclose, I feel
Safe from life's throes
