My Balance Point

Balanced on a thin line, a gymnist holds a staff to keep his balance,
im the gymnist your the staff, with out you i could fall with the slightest
glance, thats why i hold you so tight and never wanna let go, my love
for you - i think you already know, in a theater is where the first touch
was made, skin soft soft thought it was heaven made, the first taste of
your sweet lips meeting mine was none the less in an elevator, where
you surprised me and boosted my mind to think of days to come later,
the short walks, long talks, are things i love to have, especially the quick
i love you's before we part, just lets me know im a part of your heart,
dont know what else to say.....but hey, I Love You.