By my Hands.. I prepare a sandwhich for you For a sandwhich is a personal thing... A sandwhich represents love Reminds me of Mother... Between the slices of bread I spread my mayonaise over every corner of you... For you were the Love of My Life And I thought the World of You. I folded the meats of my Love carefully so that you may enjoy... The flavors of me Between the slices of bread was more than just meat and cheese But my undying Devotion to You My Hope that would Not Fade My Soul that would just not Get The Message! That you would never know how to love me The way I needed you too Oh lover! Between the slices of bread I loved you Dammit! Soooo many times you ate of my sandwhich You Never Knew! How those slices soaked up my love for you... ohhhhh.... But now, those days are gone... And I will make sandwhiches for someone new That knows the love of a woman is a valuable thing One that knows how to eat of me properly... I no longer make sandwhiches for You.