Every time I hold your hand,
I am the king of all the land;
Every time, your lips touch mine,
Warm chills run thru’ my spine.
I found myself standing tall,
Legs stiffened but still one whole;
Head tilted off the beaten path,
It is love not formulated math.
In your eyes, the light is bright,
In your heart, the feeling’s right;
Your presence, a pleasant sight,
All the days and thru’ the nights.
You’re the dawn of morning sun,
You’re the restorer of hopes gone;
In your smile, happiness is being won,
From now till eternity as in day one.