Today arrives as a reminder
How grateful one should be-
To love and be loved.
Two love birds kissing on a branch,
A couple embracing and wishing,
Destiny is a dream comes true.
She calls him her muse
And he calls her his beloved one.
Together they walk hand in hand
Their eyes fixed on one another
As if to say don't let go
When this day comes
I think of the young lovers dream;
It is a perfect love story
And though not a fairytale,
It is merely an illusion.
When this day comes
I think of the young lovers dream;
Waves of emotions sweep in;
I am awake of reality
And my first thoughts are of you.
My muse you are,
My sweet adorable savior,
You broke the curse upon love and hope,
You guide me to an open field,
where freedom I so long yearn for,
to gain liberty from all my numbness.
So hereby I offer my profound gratitude.
My muse you are,
For you fill my new pages with passion and sensation;
My hands once again the instruments of my heart.
The image of you runs through my mind intensely like the rain,
The stroke of your lips on mine emblazons genuine care,
Excavates all my doubts and worries,
Together, a day we spend is never adequate.
