I was diagnosed with a singed heart
And the only remedy was to learn to accept love
After wandering in the company of men
And wondering who deemed fit to redeem me from my plight
I came to realize that you had the antidote
Nothing seemed to amuse me more, than the dosage
Which was that I could take as much as I could.
I have responded positively to treatment
And for the first time, I have found a substance
With both preventive and curable traits
It is not just love but your love.
I wish I could tell about your love to the world
Nonetheless I resort to unveil these events in poetry
To later reveal the episodes in prose.
In my writings are found, impacts people made on my life
But you dominate them all
Because of the impeccable pulse of your heart
Which sent impulses to mine that I could barely repulse
You know, I can't budge into the stance of folks
Who will choose religion over love
Since love is the only religion I have ever known
On the first day of the week, I find God
On the second day, I find myself
And on the third day, I find you.
A couple of years won't be enough
And so I implore you to grant me eternity
To explore with sanity the serenity of your entity.