A Thing Called Love

By: sweet _ heaven

While I walk in the early morn,
Everything reminds me of you;
The sweet fresh scent of the pines,
And the precious sun shining down.
Every little thing,
Puts the thought of you in my mind.
Your eyes are my guiding stars while
I sleep at night.
You are my guardian angel to sing
me a lullaby.
When I go through my fearful dreams,
You are always there to comfort me.
I love the way you make me feel;
That when I wake in the morning,
You greet me with your tender kisses.
I love the way you hold me, your embrace.
Anywhere I go it seems you're
in every place.
I hope my love for you will never end,
with your love in return,
And that our strong flame
will always burn.