Kiss marks on their eyelids
Love across his chest
The lively spirit hangs about
With all the zeal and zest
Moonlight sprinkled bodies
Sensation stricken eyes
While dancing to high winds
Of summers mid-July
Peace in their emotions
Harmonic are their deeds
Love words dripping from their tongues
And calm among them leads
Her eyes emit a sparkle
The warmth in his breath
There is passion beating in their hearts
No sign of early death
The heat is flaring up
Under the sparkling sky
They laugh now as they talk about
The days they used to cry
A scent of trust in air
A fragrance oh so sweet
The sound of love comes from their hearts
Although it doesn't beat
They are even more alive
Than those in living state
Delight and pleasure fills the air
With every move they make
No trace of gloom or grief
Their minds are much at ease
Holding one another tight
In the midnight breeze
The heat is flaring up
Under the sparkling sky
They laugh now as they talk about
The days they used to cry
A scent of trust in air
A fragrance oh so sweet
The sound of love comes from their hearts
Although it doesn't beat
The happiness they left behind
At last their treasure’s found
Untouched and it’s still safe and sound
Since 1829
The heat is flaring up
Under the sparkling sky
They laugh now as they talk about
The days they used to cry
A scent of trust in air
A fragrance oh so sweet
The sound of love comes from their hearts
Although it doesn't beat
Thursday, April 9, 2009
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