I remember sitting in that chair with you
It was for one, but we fit two.
Every year that would pass,
My crevasse became more compact
But it didn’t matter, because I was close to you,
And that’s all I ever wanted to do.
You’d stroke my hair,
Then my back,
You’d make me smile just like that.
I always knew,
I couldn’t bear losing you.

You taught me to draw
With pencil to paper,
You made her the most beautiful figure.
I never thought I was pretty,
But that portrait of me was perfect to a T,
And so were we.
Each pencil stroke Inspired me
I want to be,
As heavenly as she.

I pick all the flowers
Blooming from the morning showers,
Make you a bouquet
With the most beautiful array.
Now the gardenias from your yard,
Are tattooed on my arm.
With each stroke
The artwork came to life
Now you’re with me,
As long as I’m alive.

But with immense dismay
Blood flow was restrained,
And you were stroked away,
But something stayed.
Now your love runs through my veins,
My blood is your name.
I want to be as sweet as you every day.
Your radiant and contagious smile
Now lives through me,
I aspire to be, as merry as she.