oh my love, your eyes are the most eloquent of them all, for even a mere utterance of affection in them seems to revoke the feelings of love and romance that oh i paused within, for all that you do, my love
even when you never meant for it to happen
is oh but mesmerize.
oh my love, loving feels like a journey to me. this journey that is but oh a dream come true, since you
a dream; never heard of; never really seen before
but oh was what my heart sought for
the most within
love seems to be ethereal, and oh my love, so does this thought
of being with you
for oh nothing is more pleasing to my eyes, than gazing at a tryst; between two in love;
such as us.
for oh my love, i may have heard many stories
but my favorite was the one
that oh my love
i was destined to write w you.
oh how i hope to begin
to walk with you.
oh if only i could, oh i would
oh my love, i would
speak the love, that sparked in me, since the first day, that oh my love, i stumbled upon you
oh my love, i handpicked a few phrases
that oh were in my heart
for a stranger who felt rather beautiful
knowing not, my love
lived to became; a few notes and chords alike
and oh how all, who heard distantly, termed them as music
while all it was really my love
was me, reciting what oh i felt so deeply about you
oh how you adorn, all there’s to it
oh so softly;
fitting but perfectly.
oh i wish, my love, i could speak fluently
about the beauty that oh i see in you;
the beauty that oh you make me feel
for opening my eyes, whilst in love
feels like waking up against the sun
with you wrapped in my arms
our gazes sync; so does your hand in mine
and oh how really beautiful is it all, my love?
oh i wish to love you and walk on this journey
that oh my love
for oh this journe, that leads to you, is oh my love
but i shall continue, until i reach you
for oh my love and all that i feel
is worth nothing
if oh my love, i could never love you
for this my love, is all i seem to know
this my love, is all i seem to want