Like a Victoria garden, you’re the season of spring.
Sweetheart, you’re a love song in my heart to sing.
Just like an April shower, you sprinkle tender love.
You are as beautiful as May flowers, that I think of.
An angel in my atmosphere, for a heavenly kiss.
A melanochroi in my dream, at early dawn’s bliss.
In your arms, a calm feature nestles a lover’s moon.
The stillness of a mocking bird, sings out a lovely tune.
A weeping willow cradles us to a secret hide a way.
You are the beautiful rose, that I can hold each day.
In the sunny blue sky, I can feel a cool gentle breeze.
In my heart, you have a smile, that makes me freeze.
In a mountain spring, as we drink, our love flows.
A spring love will spread it’s wings as the wind blows.
We float upon a soft cloud as we take a lover’s flight.
Pretty spring weather makes everything a lovely sight.
A Gentle Heart
In a beat of my heart, it cried for it’s mate.
On the tip of my finger, holds a true fate.
A gentle flow of air spread’s a loving need.
My gentle heart has been planted like a seed.
My dream, in finding a true love, death do us part.
Love does not come easy, just listen to my heart.
Life seems to be passing away by each minute.
Just a country man to love is a search beyond limits.
My gentle heart will find a pair of loving arms.
A lucky star or the four leaf clover will bring my charms.
To wish upon a star to find my country man.
He may sweep me off my feet, let him take me by the hand.
My gentle heart will honor and obey, maybe one day.
Let those wedding bells ring for miles away.
This man of my dreams I can tell the world.
He has this gentle heart, he has it in a whirl.
A pattern of Love
The heart becomes cradled with love
In arms spread like wings of a dove
A yearning in my body for love to grow
Lift me up when the heart feels low
Love pierces like a dagger into the heart
To link two hearts together, not apart
A chain of love becomes like a vice
When love holds tight, there’s no price
It’s hiding deep inside, to be a part of you
When it is love, we want it only to be true
My heart has took control of what I feel
In my life, this love has become very real
When the pattern of our love will grow
Then in our hearts we will surely know
Love will glow like stars up above
My life will shine when it’s true love
The Path of Love
A beautiful love that enters my very own soul.
It creeps inside myself to find a loving path.
There’s a reason it creates it’s only loving goal.
Love spreads over myself to form it’s own wrath.
Love came into my body from head to the toes.
Like boy meets girl to make a face that glows.
A wonderful feeling that when one is in love they know.
A true meaning in language of love it is there to show.
Underneath a love’s spell as it took control.
A stream of love has a very strong hold.
Lies will hurt, love will keep it whole.
Love may stay awake long after the vows are told.
Love enters a small stream it becomes a raging river.
Like growing old together and hair turns to silver.
When it’s love a copious flow to make a heart quivers.
A lover needs to experience when the body shivers.
A Tangled Heart
Unravel the string, that created a web
of beautiful romance, that’s inside.
When love feels spellbound, it takes
control to enrapture, it does not hide.
A beautiful love, is it serious enough
to show a different shade inside of you.
If you let love stray into other places,
in time, it will break the heart into.
Love will destroy you, tears will fall,
it’s hard to overcome a heartache.
A broken heart becomes entangled
in the web, if the love was not fake.
A heart will become entwined
with a love that was hard to find.
True love will never break into,
because it will be one of a kind.
