His love is like roses in a field of dead leaves.
His love is as rare as a white christmas in the desert.
His love is more flowing than the blood in my veins,
And as calming as any wave in the sea.

His love is like shelter from a raging tornado.
His love makes me feel as beautiful as any sunrise or sunset.
His touch is as gentle as a spring rain.
His voice lifts me high upon rainbows.

His hair glitters and falls like raven silk.
His skin smooth as ivory and perfect like diamonds.
His sapphire eyes glow with azure enchantment.
His kiss can raise the dead.

His embrace can lift you up
To the moon and the stars.
If there is such a heaven,
It is sharing my love with him.

Forevermore will my heart only beat for him.
Forevermore will every breath whisper his name.
Forevermore will I yearn to hear the symphony
Of music I hear when he speaks...

Oh, how I let myself melt when he lies next to me.
I am at peace when his head is upon my shoulder.
He is my one and only.
He is my everything.

His love is as warm as the hot sun
And is as sincere as flowers in full bloom.
Being in love with him is as sweet
As any berry, any nectar,  any dew.

And to know that he is in love with me too,
Is more precious and priceless than any jewel.
If there is such a heaven,
It is forevermore spending my days with him.



(c) ALA 2006