It was easy being hard, staying stoic as a stone/
Casting everyone away and yet you were never thrown/
Being right too much often gets you left alone/
But I bet all my single time you’re the best I’ve ever known/
Comfortable while soft, before you it wasn’t allowed/
So when we’re rich together we’ll sleep up on the clouds/
Seven billion people, anything more than us is a crowd/
So I applaud you for being you, you always make me proud/
When we touch it’s fire that I now understand/
I would torch the world to merely hold your hand/
As we embrace I am more than just a man/
You don’t simply fuel my fire, you’re my biggest fan/
When I measure depth my dear you are an ocean/
Vastly expanding far beyond the limits of my emotions/
Though on the surface parts of us remain frozen/
Know that beneath my faults you’re the volcanic explosions.
Verbose Musings 