Book Of Many Colors

In your book of many colors
is there another page for me
set aside from all the others
resting effortless and free
many pages torn and crumbled
others stained with your tears
may my page remain white love
and give comfort to your fears

In your book of many colors
is there a stable thought for me
where I can hold you in my arms love
high above the ravaged sea
to have you safe by my side dear
when pride hurls its mighty blow
would be more than an honor
yet one that I may never know

So in your book of many colors
after loves come and gone
could I be your one and only
because you are my only one
on my page put no pictures
or words of apathy
just leave it pure and sacred
as my love remains for thee