One

My thoughts are made of paper and paint
And my feelings of iron and wood.
You'll never see my heart faint,
Because you're too perfect,
More beautiful than anyone should.

Simple things are what they are,
Complicated things are meant to be.
You're prettier than the most beautiful star,
And all I really need is you to hug me.

Insistently a breeze runs around my head,
Warm and friendly it makes me shiver.
You're definitly the one they said,
The One that makes me quiver.

F.M.