Soft Songs

Soft songs, sung from in the heart. Silent, yet forever sung,
casting warmth from her eyes. Songs sung ever so softly of this
love we have come to know from  the depths of our hearts.
Songs sung from adoring eyes to adoring eyes.

She is sweetness, cast to me from a loving universe which, upon
listening to my dreams, created her from star dust, moonbeams
and a myriad of angel thoughts. Sweetness of life and sweetness
of love, the universe�s creation for but me.

In the rain I am loved, in the misty moonlight I find love with
but the touch of her fingertips. She whispers to me and  heaven
is filled with the music that has bound of lives together.  I am
loved as the flowers of memories I made for her.

Oh, hold me my love as life passes on by. Hold me to your heart
and kiss your words silently upon my lips as I become lost upon
this ocean of love. Hold me ever so close so that, I but a man,
may whisper his thoughts to the twinkling stars above.

I am young, and I am old yet, in this love what is time but to
pass with glowing meadows of flowers swaying to the dance of
our heart. I am young and I am old, yet I am in love with what
the ages fear more than all else: Love, simple and sweet.