She's In My Heart

I always thought her eyes were sparkling,
Whether it's bright with joy,
Or drifting solemnly in thoughts,
Or drowned in tears of sorrow,
Whatever may, I can always stare into it...deeply

Those lips that I kissed,
They were the place where I called home,
Are reddish pink, warm and soft,
Just as tender as her heart,
I knew it all along it is real and sincere...

I like it when her hand were in mine,
I love it when she grasp my hand between our fingers,
As if she were relying on me, giving me the best I can get,
And I'm offering her my protection and love always...