I Do It For Her

You Complete Me

My legs could break and I'd still run into your arms.

My eyes could be blinded, yet I'd find my way back to you.

My heart could be broken and bleeding, and you'd be the reason why it was still beating.

My ears could go deaf, and I'd still hear your melodious voice.

My life could be ending, and I'd spend every second of it to make yours worth living.

My mouth could be dry, while still finding the words to never stop telling you of your perfections.

My head could be screaming a million thoughts, while still thinking of only you.

My lips could be begging for water, but would rather brush against yours any day.

My death could be calling me, while I call back for him to spare you.

My voice could go mute, but still find a way to say I love you.

My hands could be broke, but still hold yours without an ounce of pain.

My feet could be worn and tired, and still walk anywhere to be with you.

My chest could ache with the pain of millions, and be healed with a single touch from you.

My breath could be frozen, and your touch would turn it to a stream of fire.

My lungs could be drowning in sorrow, and you'd fill them with the sweetness of your aura instead.

My body could be a run down machine, that only you could fix.

My life could be a void, with nothing to fill it. Then, you'd come along.

My house could be destroyed by anything, but my home will always be you.

My possessions could be stolen, but no one will take me away from you.

My age could grow greater and older, while you stay beautiful for all of time.

My soul could be unfeeling and cold, until you give it the life it needs to feel.

My art could please hundreds, while you are the one and only masterpiece.

My songs could sound like angels, but only you can emulate heaven.

My existence could worth a penny, and yours be worth a universe.