I picture you and I,
Walking down the isle,
With sparkles
In our smiles,
And tears in our eyes...
Those tears of joy
I picture my hand
On your waist,
Your head
On my chest,
(Like a bird
On a nest...)
No shirt, no vest....
No quarrels, no quests,
Just chuckles,
Maybe sighs
I picture the two of us,
In a garden of green grass,
Morning dew
Butterflies,
Chirping birds,
Sunflowers,
Petals of red rosses,
And two glittering glasses of wine
Just for the two of us.
I picture me and you
On a picnic in the noon
Singing blues in soothing tunes
Till dusk in latenight moon
I hope to see you soon...
Sigh!
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