I hear your voice
and I see.....

A burst of sunlight
dancing with a kiss
of the breeze....

Flashes of fireworks
cascading through the
illuminated sky...

waters falling
in the seas
like sweet and mellow notes
sung by children in
a choir of perfect harmony.....

the mysterious moon
shining over souls of lovers
swooning and dreaming,
blessing their sighs
with surge of emotions
so strong yet so frail
so beautiful beyond words...

the world in an hourglass
revolves carelessly
in the palm of your hands....

sands of Sahara
turning into silver and gold....

The sensual splendor of Rome
captured in the tender curve
of your smile....

The magnificent majesty
of the vast galaxies
of the universe
is enhanced in the
language of your eyes....

day embracing the night
and night surrendering
into day,
all in a second
through the gestures of
your body....

These I see and so
much more...
for you have given me wings
to soar through
heaven's immeasurable heights

And I say to myself
this must be love...
my heart can not deny
This must be love..
It must be true..
and it is such a precious pleasure
to fall in love with you

Paris....
romantically calm
lovely in January
Lights up
when you arrive
at her doorstep...
you promised me a postcard
but it sounded to my ears
like a promise of springtime
and roses,

Then I say to myself,
This must be love...
What else could it mean...
All my being arrested
with a word from your lips..
this must be love, my darling...
It must be so...
and it is such a precious pleasure
to fall in love with you...