Sometimes life throws you a curve ball makes you think hard about where you are going when you are grab by that bug you are like two bugs in a rug
Sweet is the nectar yet bees hurry time does pass fast when you are in the grip of love
Always you want to make time stand still for you when love does truly overwhelms you and as crickets in fields do rise rasping so does sweet love blooms splendorous
Sparrow cheep in wonder as the smell of love is in the air and both of us do have no cares just love, just love yet tic tic tic go the hours
Oh I know soon we will part but like you I am part of the art pure is the touch of you and Sarah I truly do love you
This is the place where wings do not matter this is the place of dreams and wonder this is love in it's most powerful forms this is ......... love that did die and reborn