Love Is
Love is the dew on the pedals of a delicate rose
the gentle way the water of a stream flows
The peacefulness of a sunrise
the tender way in which he lies
It is the sweetness of his lips
the caress of his finger tips
It is the smoothness of his skin against mine
the small gestures, charming and kind
It is the way he looks at me and hold me tight
the way our everlasting love takes flight
It is the way I want him when he`s not there
and the way he lightly strokes my hair
It is the way I need him each and every day
it is the warmth of a sunray
A rainbow in the bright, blue sky
watching a beautiful bird fly
The crashing of the ocean tide
and a wonderful man by myside
