The Final Draft

The sweetest of dreams like the whitest of creams

will melt your mind to its end.

When danger's afar remember the scar
and the message she wanted to send.

When safety appears remember your fears

And you just might just come out on top.

The love and the lust like the gather of rust

Just might make the dream pop.

But the lightness of love, like the flight of a dove,

Is free and graceful and kind.

When the search is all over, like a little Mars rover,

It takes a mission to make a big find.

Like a star in the night, so pure, and so bright,

The soul is clean and so clear.

Like the dove in the sky, not timid, not shy 

I found the one I hold dear.

The greatest prize, with the grandest of size,
Is the smile you bring to my face.
In such a long hunt, came an answer so blunt.
It is better to jog than to race.
Now we're alive, toward completion we strive,
to better each other and ourselves.
To be your man, and do what I can
and with memories we'll line all the shelves.

Like a dream come true, despite shit gone through,
a record you easily break.
A night of beer and one lustful leer,
and the heart is free from its ache.
Like the wheat is gold, and the sunshine is bold,
but one day and my heart is fed.
Will it go on forever? Just never say never,
and you'll always be My Red.