My Precious One
My heart feels like it's going a hundred miles a hour~
I keep thinking about how Angel
Gave me that beautiful purple flower~
Still there in the kitchen in place~
Still can imagine his happy adorable face~
His incredible sexy smile~
His perfect luscious lips,
Entwined with mine.
As we deeply kiss for a long while~
In his strong masculine arms
He holds me tight:
His soft sweet kind words
I hold close to my heart~
He promised to be mine forever
Till death did us apart~
Now he's in heaven forever gone;
I think of him each waking day of this fucked up life~
When I hear some one speak of mariage:
I think to myself WOW I can't
Believe he's really dead and I
Never get the chance to be his loving wife~
He will always and forever
Be my precious one: