| Carved of ebony, laced with sweetness I love him from his toes to his fingertips Like a little kid, I steal secret glimpses of him As if he's not suppose to know I love him His laugh can keep a day from being too cold And his sense can keep me from being to bold As an umbrella is to rain; he is to my heart He puts me on a pedestal as if I were royalty Our relationship means so much more then loyalty For him I would fight a war; for him I would die He'd do anything for me regardless of price He's the Lords gift to me, and forever will I cherish it If I ever lost him I don't think I could deal with it He is the right to all my wrongs And when I'm weak, he's right there to be strong. I love him unconditionally So much, I think I could say that I love him just a bit more then me. |