.his lips were made for me

There he lay
With his head upon my lap
His chest rises and falls
His eyes are closed
His breath, the scent of honeydew
He mumbles in his sleep…
The love I feel, keeps me from looking away

Running my fingers across his brow
A tear comes to my eye
The man I love
Is the man right here…
The man I can’t deny

His soft lips lay parted
So perfect for a kiss
And as I gently do so
His smile becomes my bliss

Nothing makes me happier
Nothing seems to soothe
As when his heart shows its joy
Through the crack between his lips

This man that lays
With his head upon my lap
Is the man that holds my heart…
This man that lays
With his head upon my lap
Is the man I truly adore