In a path studded with roses
with fireflies lighting the way,
your eyes are my stars
and I am your night and day.
Our love is as perfect as diamond;
our bond is as firm as ionic.
Your touch is my oxygen
and my voice is your music.
And at last, you knelt
and slipped the golden ring.
It felt like magic
and I can't stop singing.
But, I am not dreaming.
Everything is the reality.
And only in my dreams
you do love me.
top of page
Search
Recent Posts
See Allbottom of page
Comments