I sat down in quiet moments of contemplation And to my mind put a little rhythm of meditation I opened my heart to a vision and a dream That it could be mine, the love so supreme That fairy tale kind—the impossible kind That type so rare and nearly impossible to find That kind of love everyone yearns for but can’t have That love curved by God himself for those he has love.
I put to my heart this inclination And to my mind this serene contemplation The more my heart inclined And the more my mind meditated The harder and faster she was born The one God himself had worked on Just for me according to my heart’s desire To light up in me a conflagration, a fire
And she came for me Her who her heart beats for me Her who was made just for me She walked out of a dream and stood tall before me And gazed with her eyes upon me
Doubt, doubt possessed my love-deprived soul for a bit Could she be the one who would give me warmth and heat? Was this the product of my serene contemplation? Was she the one drawn by my heart’s inclination?
She smiled and opened her mouth and talked And her voice my soul imbued It walked into my soul and me it possessed And her voice to my heart it sang and whispered And I knew the contemplation of my heart had born her And the inclination of my heart had drawn her.
She embraced me and I knew this was all for me My soul danced and was filled with glee Finally she—she that belongs to me was with me And my soul was set alive and free.
She is now mine and stands right next to me She holds my hand and she shall never leave She stills my fears with her voice She kisses all my worry and fear away not once or twice But forever And Ever.
Her heart beats for me Her heart beats for the whole of me
All her thoughts are for me All her breath is for me And most importantly, her heart is—it is for me
Of her, my soul she has let posses And all she needs is a word from my voice And she is happy and satisfied Completely joyous and fulfilled
Her I hold with my voice Her I hold with my arms Her I hold close to me with my heart’s embrace Her I hold with my whispers
I hold her close enough for her to hear My heart beating for her and to her so near And as we lie in each other’s arms in silence I can hear her heart beating for me with elegance; Softly Madly Insanely Violently Just for me And only for me