There’s a light in your eyes, it draws me like a star, stellar beauty, calls my heart to come and dwell where you are.
There’s a song in the breeze, softly sings of your love, beckons me to join you in the melody that ascends to the heavens upon wings of songful doves.
There’s a sense of nostalgia, and it fills the deepest spaces of my heart, like the smell of sweet honeysuckle, opens to fill the evening air, it draws me to fatality, and to your enticing aroma.
And in this, I am made aware of the collusion between your appeal and the whole of creation, and how fate conspires to join my heart and soul to you.