Finding a metaphor for my love song
Is not very easy. Most have been done.
Like to be quite sure I don’t get it wrong.
Don’t want you to tease me when it is sung.
Appreciate disasters don’t matter,
because if you love me, that’s all that does.
Tears or laughter; if my hopes should shatter,
or, as joy overcomes me, from our love.
For your beauty, of course, a work of art,
or, in summer you rivaling the sun.
You’ll see, I’m not false, I’ll give you my heart.
Give me yours. In truth, we’ll become as one.
Not the rugged hero to rescue you.
You know, it’s about how much I love you.