Ravishing Rose

I love you, you know who you are. But forgive me if I over adore you, my diamond star. A Ravishing fantasy is given from a rose. But Tell me my darling dear, Will you be waiting here? For Your presence is like a magnet attracting me, Pulling me to fall for your Soul's grace more beautiful than an Angel's face. When our lips collide, it's as though light breaks through my lonely night. So tell me my darling dear, Will you be waiting here? For now we are alone, together as beautiful silence surrounds us, Even confounding us of why we waited so long for each other. And we enter into early morning promenades As we see soothing colors the daylight arrays, But darling do you hear me calling? For I feel like falling. Gracefully descending into the flowers of our love blossoming. Now I tell you my darling dear, If so ever I am far, I will ride on the wings of the wind to be where you are.