A Fruitful Flight - Part 2 of Surreal Love -

Is that enough proof to show you that you’re beautiful inside and out? How can I show you that I’m captivated by my love towards you? How can I prove to you that you’re a great deal? How can I wipe away your tears – twinkling blue? How can I express how lovely you look? – It’s true I’m being serious and straightforward definitely – our love is pure and so much more… our love will endure forevermore… our love is real and it’s a splendid deal… our love is unreal…our love is made of steel… Our Love is oh so surreal You melt my anguish away… Our love can heal a broken heart You nurture me in the month of May You throw away winter’s dismay Our Love burns on…and its warmth shrouds us with love Our love takes wing…like a divine, elegant dove Adoring fruitful flight – What a sight…what a delight Put to death the heartless night And fight the good fight As my mother would say every now and then she always turned the night to day But, she’s not here with me again Why would she not visit me in the month of May? Didn't she promise that she would give me a call today? Our love’s a sturdy, majestic ship, Revealing its glory and producing fellowship Our love sprouts with everlasting grace and ecstasy A zealous grace that won’t sink down to the bottomless sea Put a ring on your finger and soak in my mournful, ravishing rain Love me in a flattering, relishing way I place a vase of ferns and daisies on your window pane I send you my love as I begin my journey today I pray to God that the dawn will blossom In the month of May, Pushing away the doubtful, dismal clouds… making me feel numb Making me drink in regret and disarray…