Space Bound (His Version).

All that is left is to seal it with a kiss
In the morning cold, with the smell of a fresh day
Mine eyes meet your form
Your walk from a distance
Butterflies in my belly
As you draw closer
They turn to bees
As you become clearly visible
They turn to seeds
Growing in the company of love
Blossoming into a romance
Blooming into a bond
No longer the curves are speaking
But moreso your eyes are speeding
To meet mine at the point of need
To the point where i need to be
The man who will keep her heart
Feed it and tend to it
Helps when the heart has such a great body
And a voice to boot
Dont let me voice on the boo-T
And a personality to die for
Wonder why her fear is dead
Scared to death by her courage
Chased away by his carriage
Locked away in his carriage
Is her place in his heart.