This Is

This is my heart
So pure and clean
no speck of dirt
no speck of mean

This is my hand
take it and hold
feel all warm
no sense of cold

Look in my eyes
so precious with care
holding on dearly
for someone who's not their

Look at my lips
so ripe and sweet
hurting in torture
but pleasuring in treat

Look at my soul what's deep inside
no place to run
no place to hide

I hear your voice
my heart cries a stream
I have no choice
but to wake from my dream

I'll see you in reality
where you don't know who i am
I'll go back to sleep
and dream of you again