The Library

The Library

There was a library of love, that’s where my book was,

Stored on a shelf, in the back, covered in dust, broken,

Then you entered through the door, bringing your light,

Your love, and it shone through the darkness, the dust,

There were many books to choose from, to look at,

But you searched all the shelves, looking for the one,

The one that would be the match to start your fire,

The one that love you for who you are, special,

Your light found me, and you took the chance,

You looked at me and handled me so carefully,

You noticed I was broken, so you blew off the dust,

And with your kindness, your care, your grace,

You put me back together, made me whole,

You showed me your love, compassion, care,

I now show you mine, for you have won my heart,

I will care for you, be with you, cherish you,

I am in love with you, completely and forever