With eyes like cloud, soft and crystal, clear
Our touch, equal, intoxicating and sincere
A gentle gesture, the cause of a tear

In gentle afternoon sun, in our arms we lay
While world turn round, not a word to say
All around green, the colour on display

Lungs filling, with the softest of air
Our eyes lost, in each others stare
In our arms, we’re placed so bare

Like baby nurtured, with the kindest intent
As late rains, from heaven sent
I love you, this is meant