I.O.U.

If I could hold you in the palm of my hand
Caressing your mind
Intrigued by your thoughts
Pondering your preciousness in my sight
Distortions no more
Exasperation is released
Never again to be restored
Craving peace, love, and tranquility
I would bequeath upon your throne
Humility would be your song
Privilege your drink
Celestial glazes
Sapphire skies
Soft-spun clouds
For you are truly fascinating
This story must declare
Of your captivating love
That's been sent from above
For you alone has seen me through
And with my last breath
I beseech thee
Because I.O.U....