Love Of My Life
I long to say in that very special way like you do that you're the love of my life as my finger touching your lips.
Love just a simple word but beautiful in many ways like you do honey. Look me in my eyes and read my lips as I whisper to you,
When we were idlers with the loitering rills,
The need of human love we little noted:
Our love was nature; and the peace that floated