You're the best that I have, the best I could want.
Beautiful from your back to your front.

My heart beats for you.
It beats so fast, and so true.

It knocks me senseless,
and I become defenseless.

I am yours, and you are mine,
as fitting as reason finding rhyme.

As lovely as Sunday afternoons,
Children's laughter, and old cartoons.

As sure as seasons change,
I'll be there to help turn the page.

Each chapter filled with love,
as our stories begin to flood.

They pour into our thoughts and dreams,
and hold me together at the seams.

So lets lay here and sleep,
lets dream our fairy tale.
Let this story be yours to keep,
In the kingdom of my heart where you hail.