control

Copyright © May 10, 2005 by Richard J. Sereday Jr.
All rights reserved



Come to me,
look me in the eyes,
tell me you think
my love is a prize,

better yet
just let those feeling show,
just do let me know,
in your actions and your eyes.

Make me know
without a doubt,
humble me
and my love for you,

great as it might be,
as all the world does see,
through the windows to my soul,
whom, of my heart,

does
have
control.