Do I drift into your thoughts,
like a gentle summer breeze,
give your heart a warm feeling,
that makes you weak in your knees?
Is your love still waiting for me,
somewhere around the bend,
flow like a winding river,
will my search come to an end?
Are you waiting with open arms,
to catch me as I fall,
into the depths of tenderness,
with feelings that enthrall?
I hear love's voice echoing,
beckon sweet and strong,
drifting through your thoughts,
as the river rolls along.
You captured my mind and soul,
words of love soft and pure.
Within my heart a special place,
no one else has been before.
Most Welcome
