Friday, March 1, 2013

And then they met...

The winds wont blow, no halo will glow,
the trees wont swing all in a row.
This girl I tell you when walks to me,
my heart will sink with all the glee.
My heart will know and it will bow,
and I will throw my love to grow.

Hug her tight that she never fights ,
and talk to her as if time flies.
Make her laugh for me to smile,
dance as one and swing her nice.

Take her out on a starry night,
gaze at the sky of diamonds bright.
And for every mood that she might flaunt,
give her a kiss she will always want.