She's My Lady

In your hands my heart I lay, my lady,
The one to whom I belong,
In your brightness my world illuminated,
Freeing my heart to love again,
So we may always walk hand in hand,
Down many pleasant paths of love.

Ever since I met you, life has taken a turn for the better,
As I sit beside you, the air from your breath I breathe.
As I look deep into your radiant eyes,
The balsam of my fragile heart I find.

As complex and complicated a man I'm,
The key to my heart in your hands lies still.
Verily, without you beside me I'm savagely undone,
For all I need to live, the words you softly speak.

Who's this lady I lose my mind over?
This lady in whom I find a soothing home?
She's the star upon the hilltop of beauty,
A pottery made out of the finite clay of elegance;
She's the fairest of them I've ever beheld.

Oh, my feelings run wild when I think of you!
As a man whose passion is fulfilled I feel
When I wine and dine with you all alone.
I shall give the world to own your love forever,
And it shall dwell in my heart till my breath is gone.