It Must Be
Reisa L. Gerber
She loves me, like the wind hugs the treetops
Through leaves and change, to another time-
Little sparks of Lucifer fly out from under the skin
Only to win with love.
Her innocent devotion to me-
I know she'll be, it must be.
I want so bad to love her
With the heart that she deserves-
I start to cry, I don't know why,
I'm at a loss for words.
She only wants to love me
Wants to be there whenI fall,
She says, "Anytime you need me,
ALMOST!!! anytime at all"
Her innocent devotion to me,
I know she'll see
It must be.
Reisa L. Gerber
May 3 or something, 2006