arms and hands and skin that we share
sweet sunlight and lavender scents in the air.
yet i do not compare you, my love, to the color of your face
For love is never blinded by sex or race.
We are one; of the same blood that we bleed in red
And with lives intertwined, while cupid dances in my head
Yet when i see your eyes staring at me
i remember the man that i once used to be
Of rage and anger was my way of life
Yet, when i saw you, i knew i had to have you as my wife.
So now that you are gone and in God's grace
i can't help that think that you would still be here if it wasn't for my race.