For Nicholas Hassel and all those Wild Dreamers
At times I wonder what makes you so special;
is it your eyes, your nose,
your mouth, or your ears?
In your eyes I saw an everlasting romance,
your mouth told me the truth of your real feelings for me,
and your nose played, as a silly tool,
of your quite enchanting beauty
Your kiss is the kiss of warmth and security
on cold winter days;
your kiss is like a cool breeze
on a scorching summer's day.
your heart runs a beat, as mine skips a beat,
only to see your lovely face;
each time I see you is like the first...
every minute is ever so exciting
(Oh, how I love you!!!)
and, in your eyes I see stars dance,
playing friend to the wolves in the moonlight
you act as the ocean... riding a wave against my shore,
or the sun's rays of warmth in the early day.
all this is to say, "I love you"...
an exotic love that is so everlasting....
and by the cycles of these stars
our fate shall twist to this amazing fairy tale
