I want to be all your perfect moments.
When you think of me, I want you to feel pure pleasure and joy.

You see that smile?
That smile right there?
That’s for me.

When your world seems dim and your backed into a corner.
Think of our perfect,
And come home to me.

I will wash away your sins love.
I will keep the demons at bay.

Because, Dear love is light,
And you are my feather,
As I am your air.

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