A girl is like a piece of glass,
she should be protected...

Faded scarlet and red splatters,
scattered puddles on the floor...

From arms that will hold you,
when you're feeling down...

I wish I could show you,
just how deep my love flows...

So now you've seen,
my biggest issue...

A gently worded poem,
written to send a message of love...

As lovely as the sun that shines,
on a warm summer's day...

You will never be alone,
for I am always there...

Whispers of a breeze,
blow through my hair...

Only you know,
what I'm talking about here...

As I turn on the radio,
I hear slow songs again...

Your soft breathing,
turns into gasps...