Love weather - III

I would have been so selfish if admiration was all mine to cherish. It’s an honor to showcase this burst of artistic sways. Feel the invite and the unforgettable feel that soothes your soul as together we momentarily join our thoughts on a proposing tour to a friend’s world of pure love and affection.

DAYDREAM

Whenever I day dream,

and day dream I do,

in my secret garden,

I day dream of you.

I day dream of you,

in a faraway land;

embracing me tight

and holding my hand.

Holding my hand,

and touching my face.

Just you and me,

in this peaceful place.

In this peaceful place

a pristine river flows.

Where the unicorns run,

a breeze always blows.

A breeze always blows

and sings of a song;

our love in a place

where you're never gone.

Where you're never gone

is as it would seem,

from dusk until dawn,

whenever I day dream.

And whenever I day dream,

and day dream I do,

in my secret garden,

I day dream of you.

MUSIC TO A SONG

I was sort of hoping,

That you would come along,

Like the answer to a prayer,

And the music to a song.

Like the kind of thing that happens,

At a special place and time,

That will change our lives forever,

Like a fantasy of mine.

The fantasy was there before,

I ever knew your name,

And now that I have found you,

We will never be the same.

So, pardon, if I look at you,

Forgive me if I stare,

At the fantasy I knew before,

I saw you standing there.

For I was always hoping,

That you would come along,

Like the answer to a prayer,

And the music to a song