I love the scent of roses just before a heavy storm;
I love to hear the rain while locked up inside and warm;
I love to watch the sun setting over the ocean calm;
And I love the enthralling glow of your eyes when they meet mine...
I love to run across extensive fields of lush pure wheat;
I love to lay on grass and feel the Earth all mighty heat;
I love to hear birds singing and enjoy the nature's beat;
And I love the inspiring tone of your eyes when they meet mine...
I love to watch a star and know it always will be there;
I love to dance alone while disguised by moonlight fair;
I love to feel the wind while it waves all through my hair;
And I love the promised kiss that's in your eyes when they meet mine...
I know that love awaits just around a corner turn;
I know that just true love can make us feel that pleasing burn;
I know that only his is the command to teach and learn;
And I know I've lived so far to see your eyes when they meet mine...
I hate to think that somewhere there's a forlorn child that cries;
I hate to know that still sometimes a strong devotion dies;
I hate to go on seeing humans tasting their own lies;
And I hate to think of living if your eyes won't more meet mine...
1996
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