I want the woman in a picture
The one who stays close
Someone I can adore
Who listens with me
Never leaves or tries to deceive
Her vision astounds our moments stay precious
Her life is for us others come second
Nothing I say brings a strain
If lost on a plane our hearts would find each other
Connected like a homing beacon
To feel totally at ease with no need to appease
I remain me and she is a picture
Each day brings a memory
I can reach out and be transfixed by the trust forever
Unified we live in our own special reality
