You stand by my side whispering my sweet definition
You look into my eyes blinded by the many lies
You steer me to the path of your choosing
You ask not if I am okay
You give me the joy of knowing where I am going
You give me the pleasure of knowing your every thought
You ask not if I am okay
You step in the way of danger
You sweep me off my feet
You take care of everything
You ask not if I am okay
You give me thee joy of not having to think
You grace me with things to do to please only you
You define me and you
You ask me not if I am okay
By: Luna B
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