It’syoureigningover an ocean of emotion,
Water streaked with kisses
That dance like diamonds on the surface of this dream
Your face is the mirror I shine in.
I was lackluster and unpolished.
Then you plucked me from the dust
Of some long forgotten wish
And made me come true.
You made wishes become horses
And now I ride the winds of change
Into the eye of this needle.
But sight is no longer required.