The best part of you, is the base of my rhyme
Your tune unsubdued, is my finish-behind
You give the spark, to-ignite my soul
Without you being part-I'd never be whole
You are the silence, that gives me a voice
When nothing is there, you are my choice
You are the space, that fills up my void
Without you to trace, I'd have no point
You give the lungs, that lets me have breath
You're what overcomes, my need to suppress
You are the sword, that goes though my shield
For-without your word, to no one I'd yield
You are the sprought, to come through the ground
You're what I'm about, as I echo your sound
You are the growth, that lets me decay
Without you to show-I'd not find the way...
