His Heart

Warm are the hands, with which he touches me
warm is the face in my head I always see
Warm is the chest underneath his shirt
Warm is the heart I dare not to hurt

Cool is the act that he likes to play
Cool is his breath, it's always that way
Cool is his awesome personality
Cool is the heart I wish belonged to me

Fun are the times together we share
Fun is the brain that knows just how to care
Fun is his mouth, the words I mean to say
Fun is his heart, I hope it stays that way