you are my...

You are my…

 

 

 

You are my sun that cuts through dark

A fire started by a single spark

An arrow always to hit its mark

You are the song to my lark

 

You are the heat to my summer

You are the rain in my spring

You are the snow to my winter

You are what makes the birds sing

 

You are the mind to my body

The soul to intertwine

You are the star upon I wish

You are itself of time

 

You are what gives the earth will to spin

And the sun new mind to rise

You are my game I always win

I am the body to which you are the eyes

 

You are the land that keeps me from drowning

And the smile that stops the frowning

You control all my six senses

You are my forest, so thick and densest

 

You are my journey that I scower

And a bell that always ring

You are my castles highest tower

You are my everything

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