Giant of my heart

rose of my senses

gentle like a lamb

yet solid like a rock

I yearn to see you face

quake at the sound of your voice

but stilled by the touch of your hands

So solid like a rock

when the winds of time blow

and the storms of passion sweep

 I am comforted by your laughter

though gentle, its solid as a rock.

when will I see you

when will you come

I’m feeling touchy

I’m feeling quick

peaceful and loving

in my heart you will always be

solid as a rock