To love, I blindly trust.
To love, I gaze for you through stardust.
A wanderlust of promise to be…
Strangers oath to seek me throughout,
I have given all for now….and now I plea;
A path to walk on,
A path of promise,
A path of strength.
To all we need more time to spare.
From mother’s affair to the rhythm of flair
Your beauty speaks mystery of stare.
Do I dare to ask?
Wherein the truth is spoken to all.
Is your grace as strong as they see?
Is your strength as beautiful as they feel?
To love, the forbidden fruit from a tree.
To love, eye’s as blue as the sea.
Let my tongue slither around your brain
Only to swim throughout your vein. From
Victorian to Spain.
Endless love speaks tales of rain.