Thinking

As I lay upon my soft fuzzy blanket, staring at the ceiling;
I see this picture of a man kneeling.

I ask what is your name? He softly replies
My name is _____, I'm just one of the guys.

I say to him, you're different in so many ways,
You got to believe me; I've watched you for days!

You're a grown man, not a little boy,
You bring about this wondrous joy.

Your talent runs deep within your soul,
If I ask everyone would they take a poll?

Question after question I would ask
They'd all wonder, why I would do such a task.

I would tell them, I would need to know,
As I want to help my man to grow.

To understand his life anew
So his heart wouldn't be so blue.

He's kind-hearted, gentle and sweet,
He's a man every woman would like to meet!

I hang on strong to the love I have for him,
I want this man to succeed, and always win.

He deserves this in everyway,
I pray this for man everyday.

Lord, give him strength to endure
All his thoughts that may be impure

Help him to freedom he deserves the best,
Put me through your every last test

To prove to him, he's the only one for me,
And will forever, that you will see.

I love this man with all my heart,
Let these feelings never part.