Sold on the Boy

   
I was bought for love, sold on the boy who's pictures took  
me away, as my mind carried my spirit on adventurous  
voyages, so my body became the creative vessel, my heart the    
sails, breathing calmly on the breeze, sending me onwards.  
   
The body dance of love has begun, and my owner, watches from    
a distant shore, waiting patiently for all that I am and will become,    
for without each other, we are but drifting particals in space, but I    
was bought for love, sold to the boy who's pictures took me, taking    
me,  into his loving morning embrace, I really couldn't want for more.