There is a love you sold to me
I kept it under lock
Yet you hold the key

My cold fire you have my fingers anesthetized and sedated with these tenses and bars
I need to write of lovers' true tale
I won't furnish it with pearls and rubies for the truth doesn't have to rhyme

I believe together we wrote our destiny
Long before we met
We painted the perfect potrait and yet when you
Look at it you complain of the colours being too dull

I had everything before us
I had nothing before us
I have your love that l fully hold
And yet l starve for it daily

l am certain you are the future
Destiny and fate lie in your hands
And yet l tell you l don't know what the future holds

You are the hypothesis
That obliterates my thesis
You are the denouement to my predicament

With you l feel complete and yet l fear
We may be an incomplete masterpiece
Pardon my trivial fears
It is losing you l fear most

You are gentle and tough
You are romantic and yet torturous
You are my reason to hate and to love
You are my paradox

I have hope in us as hope is my final abode
And in your heart and name l will reside