romantic peotry |
-SHE enters the world As a dream She holds me Close to her chest I love this beauty Who stands before me? That she be Her heart carries me to the heaven I dream of things That cannot be But is The love that I feel is real Sensual beauty I see is thee I come to you When me heart is yearning What do I see But an angel That is all I see You are beauty My angel Beauty That cannot be But is An angel that must be What you are Softly you arrived on this orb You are the song That arrives upon my ear You are the dove That sings of the most beautiful things Your song calls to me I hear it as it falls from thy lips You speak of things I have only dreamt of You sing of beauty That I see In thy form You are a dream You speak to me of beauty That I see Draw me near Of this beauty You be There are times when you hope Your delicate words speak to me Of many things The sun carries me To the land where dreamers Dream The cresando is music I only have dreamt Of beauty such as thee It cannot be Hold me Beauty I see It is by your gentle words That carries me I dream of thee Fair angel That you be Come to me Sweet angel See what we Shall see Love is all I offer thee |