The Love, he holds

The Love, he holds an Unconditional thing..
For what he has within him..
Is a heart that's heavenly Beautiful..
To Be damn right Honest..
Am not the one, deserves to be Loved..
He can be whatever he wanna be..
When the world counts him as, Naive..
He's brave to have Loved Me..
Everytime I Lost Hope..
He's bled him into Me..
Drop by Drop into my Heart..
He's the Midnight Sun, I longed for..
Became a part of Me..
As my dreams lit up True..
While we have been the Opposites..
He endured the patience and passion..
To keep Us together..
All that I can Name Him..
He's my Almighty's gift..
Because if I had to be the Best..
Then he will always be..
The One who brings the Woman in Me..