There are three chambers in my heart. 1 for God, 1 for Dad, 1 for Mom, Oh what about you, dear? Sorry no place for you in my heart because you are my heart!
In the midst of golden dusk, my fingers entwined in yours, head resting on nook of your arm, breathing your fragrance, intoxicated, I find myself… all over again!
May the spring of your love be tender and sweet, the summer be rich and fulfilling and deep, the autumn be warm and rewarding, complete, and always… let there be love.
The way you look into my eyes, it scares me, The way you say I love you, it scares me, The way you know just what to say, it scares me, The ways you scare me I love it.