I want to wake up and see
your sweet face every morning.
In your heart
I can hear a beat
for eveytime we kiss,
cause our love
floats on hills
over vales and hills
fluttering and dancing in the breeze
as the stars emanate in swarms
and waltz across the shimmering floor
while the silver moonlight
reflects on the sand
walking along
the margin of a bay
jocund hand in hand.
Giselle Joseph
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/our-love-71/
