Don't take her away from me.

Leave me the warmth of her hand in my hand,

and allow me the simple pleasure of warming her hand when cold.

Don't take her away from me.

Leave me the soft feel of her fine hair in my hand,

the flowery smell that envelop me every time her hair gently sways in the wind,

and allow me the simple pleasure of burying myself in that intoxicating smell.

Don't take her away from me.

Leave me the two almond-shaped eyes that hold more feelings that I ever will,

the two deep wells that I fall into every time,

two gems that I cannot find the right words to describe,

two beautiful crescents arched upwards every time she smiles.

and allow me the simple pleasure of kissing those eyes

Don't take her away from me.

I am a jealous soul, and also desperate.

What can I say, when I have not much left but her to keep me alive in this world?

Some may say I have everything that I need, everything that one could desire.

But to me I am lost without her; it's when she is next to me I can live, she's addictive.

If you want my limbs, then it's yours.

If you want my eyes, then it's yours.

If you want my heart, then it's also yours.

If you want my breath, even that I can give.

Just don't take her away from me.