with my words, I make love to you
And with this pen I embrace you.
I hold it gently as i would you,
And embrace each letter of every word to you.
With this paper i pray will comfort you
When I am not there to do for you.
So touch it, stroke it, and hold it to you
And i will reach out from its pages to you.
Remember I will always be there
As long as there is a need for me in you.