To My Wife

Our moment was tender. You whispered my name

In a voice so slender it put music to shame

We dance in the moonlight sometimes in my dreams

You're draped in the sunlight. I burn in your beams

Eleven years are now drifting like a leaf from a tree

Yet your smile is still tempting. Your wings are still free

Each touch leaves me breathless each look leaves me blind

You're more of a temptress than I'd hoped I could find

You dance in the green fields of life

A dance of old a dance of new before me

You're more to me than just a wife

You're the reason that the world does not consume me.

When you laugh it's like a song

From some high and holy place I've never known

And though I've done so much that's wrong

You still take my hand to show I'm not alone.

If I ever wrote a word it was for you

If I ever sang a song it was that too.

Every moment of my vision

Every respite from derision

I owe to you.

I owe to you.

So take my fragile heart from it's cold shell

It was always yours anyway

Take me even when I'm in my own private hell

Just promise me truly that you'll stay.