i wOUld giVe uP eVERYthinG
fOr the FEEL of yOur hEartbEAT
unDER mY haND
wRaPPed uP in pASSion aNd SoUL
youR eyEs spEAK to mE of LoVE in ITS
PurEst foRM
as MY liPs tOuch YOurs
i fEEL thE weiGHt of a tHouSANd woRlds
sLip aWay
yOur TouCH is MY exisTEnCE, mY aLL
i wiLL HolD yOu UnTIL thE gaTEs
of tHE nexT liFE oPeN
i wiLL finD yOu iN tHe BEyoND
mY lOVE, i aM fORever yOURs
Drawing by Amber Stanford
Poem by Jason Sinner