SWEETHEART

Author: Unknown

What is it about you sweetheart, 
That touches my heart so deeply?
Could it be the touch of your soft sweet lips, 
As they ride up my neck to greet me?

Maybe its in the way you smile at me,
As you brush back your beautiful hair.
Perhaps its the joy you give me,
When you let me know how much you care.

I wonder if its the passion I see, 
Burning deep within your eyes.
The sounds I hear while kissing you,
Like your heavy breaths and sighs.

My precious, your love consumes me,
You are my every thought.
You fill my dreams with fantasy,
That will always be lovingly sought.

The ember of hope we now share my dear,
Is a wonderful, fresh spring rain.
The growth it brings and its beauty,
Is oft times laden with pain.

You are such a precious flower to me,
Full of tenderness, beauty and charm.
I long to wrap you up tightly,
Within my strong yet loving arms.

There will come a day soon, my love,
When youll see the passion within me.
Im trusting that you will hold on tight,
And never want to release me.

Words commonly use could never describe, 
Whats contained within my heart.
Limitations of language barely show a glimpse, 
Not even a miniscule part.