The lovers dream, beneath the snowy, endless stream.
Held tightly in the winter frost, in blankets bundled, hair messy and tossed.
The flowers pressed and saved forever, held in books, divine.
As Incense fills the rooms of memory, held in twilight, where your eyes meet mine.
In candle flames, and fiery ashes, the rising of the phoenix.
The stars, aligned forever, the joining of Mars and Venus.
Flowers mesmerizing as their spell, in the birthing of spring and love.
Deliriously entranced, the lovers merge, heaven and earth, from above.
The taste of silence on our lips, as dew struck daisies, in the midst.
Move and sway, in untold rhythms, held in love, all else forgiven.
Natures magic has its way, unfurling and unfolding.
As darkness births, the light of day.
Transfixed as eyes, that hold the hidden story, told.
Beneath the surface, gems of passion, reveal the treasured gold.
Eternal Love and Bliss!