.

Me, God’s gift to women
yeah that’ll be the day
I am not like some others
can’t say the things they say

I can’t belittle women
don’t brag about the ***
Shouting size does matter
in line waiting the next

I do not have big muscles
my abs are made of brew
My arms are kind of scrawny
my legs are that way too

Don’t drive a brand new Audi
(I rented up the street)
Wear hundred dollar tennis shoes
upon my two left feet

My watch it is a Seiko
I bought the thing on sale
I do not have a golden tan
I’m really kind of pale

I do not think I’m cooler
than anyone around
And women would be lucky
if it was me they found

I never have been wealthy
my wallet isn’t fat
I don’t have several ladies names
scribbled in a tat

But then it doesn’t matter
what I have said above
I have a special woman
and I am so in love

She really thinks I’m perfect
just the way I am
Says I treat her wonderful,
she’s glad I am her man

She always makes me happy
for her I do the same
I’m not God’s gift to women
and surely won’t complain

For what I’ve have is true love
the best that there can be
I do not need to be a God
if she’s in love with me

I knew there was a sun
that rose upon the skies each day
Setting in the afternoon
a twilight time display

Daffodils and marigolds
welcoming the spring
Bluebirds in the maple trees
each morning there to sing

Waves upon the ocean
and a moon up in the sky
Stars above that twinkle
as the evening passes by

Mountains in the distance
reaching high into the air
Falling leaves in autumn
and the colors that they share

Early morning snowfall
in a chilly coat of white
Fireflies so playful
on a balmy summer night

I knew there were so many things
yet I could just not see
Until you came into my life
and showed these things to me

And now that I have witnessed
all that nature has to view
Its beauty still does not compare
to what I see in you

If sunsets came with wishes,
then in this one I see
I’d wish to the horizon
that you were here with me

Then if I had another
these painted skies did send
I’d wrap my arms around you
and wish it'd never end

We greet life with idle sighs,
Slowly satisfied by sightful eyes.
Glancing at wrists handcuffed to time.
Bound to age rusting, cast iron cage
Displayed by fine wrought bars of rage.
Captivited by captivity,
Tied to lies scrawled bold on fading page.
Decieved by beliefs and words that saved.

Yet don't dismay.
Pay no toll for the hole
You carve within your soul.
That debt is paid in full,
Through sweat and toil
Blood set ripe to boil,
Shed countless lives ago.