Whispers In the Willows

Close your eyes my love and let your imagination run wild; for hear me whisper such beauty in your ear, hear the whispers in the willow trees, as they sway from side to side; as the rolling, green hill faces smile at us, as I kiss you upon the cheek, as we hold hands my sweet, as I pick a thousand roses for you and we go to the willow tree and rest awhile, listening to the whispering wind, sing a sound with the willow trees. Here the chimes tanging and listen close to "I love you," catch it fast and hold on to it, close to your heart, and hear it beat to the sound of a drum deep in your breast. Hear me my love, smell those roses I pick for you, it shall surpass that my love is true, listen to the whispers of my heart, that I direct toward you, My sweet rose, my lovely babe, my darling daisy, my violet, my lilac, my willow tree, which sings a song of love with the whispers of the wind, and the soft whispers of my heart. .12.18.2013.