Precious Lover
by Anthony Holcomb
Was it fate,
That we met that night?
With a blazing moon,
And the stars so bright…
It’s that night that sticks in my mind,
And haunts my every dream.
That’s the night that reminds me,
Of just where I’ve been…
I’ve been down the lonely path,
Ruled by anger and deceit.
But since our fateful night,
I’ve had a whole new insight…
I’ve learned just what it means,
To fall in love.
So since I’ve awakened,
From my mental slumber…
I’ll dedicate my life to you,
My Precious Lover…