Forever’s more than just a lot of time
In Love is more than just the way we feel
Like poetry is more than just a rhyme
All this, and more, my angel will reveal
Each time I feel her rhyme; I need to write
To try to find a metaphor as rich
As all the gold and diamonds; I invite
My mind to delve through every tiny niche
There’s more to us than you and me, alone
We’re not alone; forever makes us whole
Your voice is more than words upon my phone
I own your heart, your body, and your soul
What’s yours is mine; what’s mine is yours, as well
To be apart forever would be hell.