He loves me...

I've, waken up to a glorious day 
Beautiful sky blue as his eyes 
Not a whisper of a breeze in the air 
It's a sharp cold day my way,
Not freezing you see 
That crystal clear sparkle
Good enough to run wild
Amongst my Purbeck's of Dorset
Far from the maddening crowds, beautiful.!!
In a good mood rather I am feeling swell
My young, love loves me
Oh my wouldn't you like to know,
But it's just between him and me
Going from day to day filling my way
With the wonder of it all
My heart's feeling full at this precise moment
But I know it'll come crashing down around my ears.
I'll enjoy whilst it'll last no other choice you see
But I know that my love loves me.
it's there in his gestures in the language the use's
Turning me on with each word leaving his lips
Oh, my!
He's driving me spare wanting me there every moment
My heart's all of a flutter when he's around
But with a mind reasoning not
A body thinking not, past the time for thinking
You wouldn't think one could feel so deeply
Having such feelings
Soaring beyond infinity one's mind
Because my love loves me...
He loves me for whom I am
Not like what others think I should be
Am a person becoming alive
Rather than in limbo where I use to be.
Believe can not the ecstasy within me
He drove me to hell and back
Then back again.
Mind soaring grasping for sanity
Lucidity was fading away from me
As I cried out his name time and again
But he won't let me free
From the chains, attached securely to me
Not that I'd run, taking all he had for me
Whilst my love needs me I'll stay.
Confounded wouldn't you say!!
As I wake up to face another day.
Still smiling, all the way.
By Connie James