golden curls

08/03/2009

we're dead tired i know
my muscles ache from the show
but we lay in bed
babe hold my head
there's time before you go.
we hug, we kiss
so long i've missed
what you say
oh, your way,
i'll never tire of this.
you're so sweet, and your style
god it will take a while
for me to frown
the world goes round
for me every time you smile.
we stay up late and strain
for more time, keep us sane
you are to me
every fantasy
and you kissed me, so sweet, in the rain.
and my birthday you wrote
just the most loving note
between the pages
we'll keep for ages
the book pales next to your quote.
jewellery, please no pearls
i'm a much happier girl
something small
not too much at all
i prefer these lovely golden curls.
now they hang by my face
and what a wonderful place
matching yours
my heart soars
to be like you, my dear, in any case.


this rhyme scheme is hard.
basically.
you can do the sweetest thing
like remember i want to be kissed in the rain
and then kissing me in the rain
and then you can give me this beautiful gift
and everything just becomes so clear.
everything you do for me, is the most beautiful thing i could ask.
i love you so much.