The desires of our hearts twained tenderly,
found soaring upon a warm ocean breeze,
Where love is found in bloom,as sweet seedlings
spun dreams upon looms -- Yes, weaver's weaves.
Our hearts dared dream of such pleasantries groomed,
within this place where none ear shall turn 'way ~
from golden lyrics drawn of lover's moon
Oh, that each mellow verse could last always...
Once, we have danced beneath star filled skies
we shall watch the dawning of morning sun
drinking of its glory we'll share a sigh,
knowing, the early bird's yet too have sung...
No sweeter song's yoked between you and I
for you shall always be my Valentine...