Sweet Love


 

Dreaming of my sweetheart, 
her sweet smiling face.
Memories never fading,
of the warmth of her embrace.
Longing to be kissing her, 
holding her again.
Her touching fingers magic,
with the warmth of her passion.

Love under the stars, 
cuddles in the frosty dawn.
My gorgeous Angel Girl, 
yes my heart is yours.
Promises and wishes, 
future dreams and desires.
As you said yes to my question , 
my heart was set on fire.

To have and to honour,
to respect and to admire.
These are just a few of the things,
that our love will keep alive.
Take my hand Princess,
hold it close to your heart.
It is your sweet  love and your beauty,
from which I never want to part.

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